I’ve done very little writing for quite a while now and have missed my usual fixes. But now the storms seem to be passing and life is getting back on an even keel, so here’s to being back in the saddle. What better way than the fabulous ‘Friday Fictioneers’. A 100 words of fiction to blow away the cobwebs.
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She asked him again,
He looked at her, his face impassive, “Do I not feed you, warm you, keep you safe?”
She looked up and met his gaze. For a second, seeing a glimmer, something beyond the emptiness. But then just as quick it was gone. What was left, chilled her blood. She lowered her eyes and pulled her shawl tighter.
Biting down the promise fighting in her chest she plucked another feather from the still warm carcass. Soon. Soon she’d be free. The boat was half wrecked, but half a hope was better than no hope at all.