Friday Fictioneers – Thebes


The causeway extended across the fen into the mist.

“You can see how Alfred the Great escaped the Romans here,” Jane said.

“Vikings,” I said


“Alfred escaped Vikings, not Romans.”

A gust of wind lifted the fog’s cowl. At the exact vanishing point of the causeway, the afternoon sun kindled fire in a pyramid.

“I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore, Toto,” I said. “We should go back, Jane. Now. Or we’ll miss tea.”

She raised her ray gun. “That’s okay. Phasers on stun.”

Hand in hand, we marched forward into the white pre-world of possibility.


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

50 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Thebes

  1. I like all the interpretations people have come up with here, and want to second Iain’s pleasure that people in the future are still quoting from Oz. Like what you did with the “pyramid” too.

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