Friday Fictioneers – Inside

~ neilmacdon
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PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroy

Inside, the diver’s helmet is a head. Inside that, a dragon and a plan of a spaceship, and a shipwreck. Fronded seaweed curls lazy in the current, merfolk tumble and dance. A sunken treasure chest with bands of iron lies beside a starfish.  He reaches. From deep in the rocks an octopus tentacle, pink and sinuous, lashes out.

Outside, a hand lashes out, grabbing the slinky tentacle.

“How many times have I told you to leave my stuff alone,” a shrill voice cries. “For God’s sake, that’s my dil ….. igence.”

 

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here.

46 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Inside”

  10. OK; after I read the comments I got what a dil…igence was! I love the sentence that begins “Fronded…” by the way. Enjoyed this a lot!

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  14. I had to go get my dic … tionary to find out why. I don’t want to know.

    On the whole, though, a fun story, Neil. That beginning had me dreaming … then the end had me thinking a little TOO much. 😀

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  15. I had to read that word twice. I must be either dim-witted, or too sleepy. I got it the second time. 🙂
    That sudden shift from tht beautifully lulling, imaginative, sea-scape world filled with child’s-play to his shrill mother’s dil-igence was brutal and funny.

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  21. This took a couple of reads. Maybe I’m slow on the uptake…or far too innocent to know what her dil igence might have been! I got there in the end. Good story Neil.

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