Once more unto the breach…. or so the story goes. I’ve missed Friday Fictioneers for the last few weeks but great to catch up again. A 100 words of fiction based on the weekly photo prompt. Grab a seat, pull up a stole, sit awhile and read…
Photo Copyright : Claire Fuller
He glared. She felt a hand reach in, grip her heart and squeeze.
“a penny for your thoughts” he growled, making her gasp and step back. Fear stealing her voice.
He raised an eyebrow.
She swallowed.
He raised the other.
Afraid of his answer but needing to know, “Can I get them back” she whispered.
“Nay, you sell em, I own em” he snarled.
Trembling, she held out her hand as cold nickel scorched her palm.
A moment later, on the back wall, the shelves were no longer empty.
She didn’t think about that. She didn’t think at all…
Creepy tale, like the image of memories becoming objects on shelves to be collected. Good one.
Cheers Iain 🙂
What a wonderful idea!
Thanks 🙂
He might be a pawnbroker, but I suspect he might just be something more than that. Very sinister…
Thanks Sandra, not a pawnbroker more a thought broker 🙂
Yeeks! She must be really desperate for the money. Though she probably doesn’t remember why now…
that’s it 😉
Dear Helen,
I have the impression that what he’s collecting has nothing to do with mere trinkets. Menacingly well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Yes, definitely more sinister 😉
Oh I loved this story! And such great descriptions… “a cold nickel scorched her palm,” “fear stealing her voice,” I love those!!
A wonderfully written creepy tale!
Thanks so much 🙂
I actually think anyone collecting like that is collecting something infinitely more… a Faustus touch maybe.
Yes, not your usual collector 😉
Atmospherically sinister, great take on the prompt
Thank you 🙂
I wonder what it was that she sold. Great threatening atmosphere, and a creepy guy.
She sold her thoughts 🙂
Oh, that opening line… Very well done.
Thanks 🙂
Oh! How very sinister indeed!
Thanks for reading 🙂
An excellent take on the prompt! I wonder if one could selectively ‘sell’ their thoughts? Then it would be grand 😀