Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the little frog. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
Image © Dale Rogerson. Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneers Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Dale’s permission. Thank you for the image, Dale!
The thing appeared in the middle of town. An inquisitive policeman touched it and got stuck. He screamed.
People rushed to the spot gawking. Those trying to free the man got stuck themselves. The cacophony of terrified screams was ear-shattering.
Police cordoned the area off but something like a siren’s song drew them closer and caught them as well.
After a while the screams turned into exhausted moans. The trapped people had become barely visible, something siphoned their essence out.
People left town. Only I remained, watching, and wondering how I would live with myself.
I had summoned that thing.
When I first saw the picture I thought, great, so much going on there, will be easy to find something. Of course I was wrong and I had a really hard time this time around. I wrote, deleted, thought about it, wrote some more, deleted more…
That’s why I’m so late this week.
And: Zauberlehrling means The
Magician’s Sorcerer’s Apprentice, it’s a poem by Goethe, somee of you may know it from Fantasia.