(c) Randy Mazie
Every Friday from around the world writers gather at the virtual fireside of WordPress blogger Rochelle Wisoff to share flash fiction stories of 100 words, all inspired by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome. This week’s photo is courtesy of Randy Mazie.
I’m coming in late this week – here’s the story Randy’s photo inspired:
The White Feather
“They must’ve sealed the place off without checking …!”
“Time’s money to big companies, Mike,” he replied, draping the white stole around his neck.
“…bodies are mummified.”
He patted the back of my hand. “You did right to call me. SOC squad on its way?”
I nodded. “You’ve got about 5 minutes.” I took off my helmet. “At least he didn’t die alone.”
Father Azrael commenced the sacrament. Half way through, the cat crumbled away from the cadaver’s embrace. Revealed, between them, was a white feather, about the length of a man’s leg.
“Nobody dies alone, Mikey.”
Ann Isik
100 w0rds
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that was so wonderfully mysterious and imaginative. glad i got to read this one 🙂
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Thank you. I’m following you on Twitter by the way, as you requested.
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Dear Ann,
I’ll admit to being a little mystified by this intriguing piece. Was the priest performing last rites over a mummy or a cat or a bird or all of the above?
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I’ll leave it to your imagination!
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Hey, thanks for the mention, too. That’s sweet of you.
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Welcome!
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Ha! I’m in my pajamas right now, Ann. I enjoy really your story. I like the mysterious, supernatural element.
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Thank you! And I’m back in my PYjamas.
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Ann, you may want to re-link as the current one goes to a “not allowed to edit page.” I then went to your site and found your story, but the link doesn’t work. 🙂 As for “White Feather”, that makes me think of the contentious objectors in England during WWII.
janet
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You might have just received half a response to this – I’m breaking in a new laptop and it’s acting like a bucking bronco! Thanks for the ‘heads up’ on the link. Rochelle wrote. I’ve fixed it now. Story – it’s a different use of ‘white’ … used twice in story. Thanks for reading.
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Really good story. I enjoyed it
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Thanks Jackie!
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I loved your little story and want more, more, more, but, I have to slip in a comment about yours and ‘summerstommy2’ comments about pj’s… HYSTERICAL!!! Thank you for the morning laugh!
😀
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Well, I hope you didn’t laugh your pjs/pyjamas/pajamas off (assuming you wear them). I’ve just looked the word up. I thought with a ‘y’ in it, it had to be Greek. Nope. It’s from Persia via India and means ‘leg garment’. Very oriental. 🙂
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The white feather symbolising that all is well with the deceased? You always come up with something different, and mysterious. I’m probably wrong, but well done anyway.
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Thanks Sandra.
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Excellent Ann, very well.captured.
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That was quick, Michael! I’ve only just pressed the ‘publish’ button! Thanks for reading. 🙂
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we are quick us Aussies Ann, if it isn’t nailed down you never know what we might do with it…..lol
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I’m still in my pyjamas – or as the Americans would have it – pajamas. How is it spelled in in Australasia?
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dunno we don’t wear em..!
maybe they say pj’s
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I forgot about climate differences!
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