Glimpses

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Departure (Friday Fictioneers)

Friday Fictioneer's

…brought to you by: Rochelle Wisoff . Once a week a photo is submitted for inspiration and a group of writers accept the challenge of writing a 100 word story about it. The following picture was provided to us by Rich Voza ©. 

Photo by Rich Voza (c)


Here's my 100 - 

Departure~
Something about the steady noise of people rushing to get from one place to another steadied him. He watched them systematically board the plane and listened to their shuffling of things behind him. He imagined them to be traveling to places like Ireland where the green grass rolled over never ending mounds and landed softly at the edge of the world. 

"Mr. Picket?" a lady in airline attire asked.

"Yes"

"I was told this belongs to you," she said as she handed him a small cardboard box.

He nodded politely and took the box. "Time to go home now Millie."

24 comments:

  1. Dear k~,

    I love the Richard Bach quote just above and your story, especially the sentence about Ireland where the green grass rolls...

    Wonderful stuff.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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    1. Thank you Doug. This image made me feel a bit dreamy about travel, it crept in over the hills of Ireland. :-)

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  2. Nicely done....some great poetic lines used here. Well done

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    1. Thank you Boomie. I enjoyed both of yours for this weeks prompt, each wearing their own skin of sadness.

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  3. I suppose Millie could be anyone from his wife to a sister to his beloved dog. It’s someone he loves and that’s all that is important.

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    1. Yes, she could, depending on the woman first represented in your own mind. :-)Thank you for reading.

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  4. Lovely. The line about Ireland was beautiful.

    janet

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    1. Thank you Janet, I enjoyed reading your response as well; it was a very vivid conversation.

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  5. A touching tale, k~. You continue to amaze me.

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    1. I truly enjoy amazing you t~ Does that make you a muse of mine? You do inspire.

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    2. Ohhh, I've never been a muse before! Let me check my wardrobe and see if I can accommodate =]

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  6. You have to wonder who Mille could be. Such a mysterious tale.

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  7. "and landed softly at the edge of the world." --a favorite line. I like this story.

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    1. Thank you for taking the time to read it, and respond. :-)

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  8. "Time to go home, Millie." Aw...sweetness. I'm assuming it's his wife. A bit of a heart tug.
    Shalom,
    Rochelle

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    1. Hi Rochelle,
      Thank you for making your way around to this corner of the cyber world. :-)

      I am enjoying your fictioneers. :-)

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  9. I thought of his wife too. Her ashes, perhaps. So sad.

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    1. Thank you for taking the time to read it Shirley.

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  10. this line: "board the plane, and listened to their shuffling..." don't need a comma after plane. a really heart-felt piece of work. well done.

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  11. good moment. Forgot about the 100 one...

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    1. Hey Sandra,
      Thanks for taking the time to read. Yeah, that challenge of putting it down into one hundred words tugs at me. :-)

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  12. I enjoyed your description of travel over Ireland and am curious about the box! I enjoyed this.

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I appreciate your comments, and constructive criticism is welcome!

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- Richard Bach

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