Friday Fictioneers – Reflection

~ neilmacdon
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Photo Prompt © Ted Strutz

“My eyes, something’s happened to my eyes.”

The other passengers shrank back, in case my illness proved catching. If I could see that action, my sight was okay. So, it wasn’t me, it was the world. Something had happened to the world.

I felt the ferry’s engine as a bass vibration in my legs. But we weren’t receding from land. The moon hung motionless in the sky and the reflections from the old customs house on the wharf didn’t shimmer on the stilled waves.

A figure wrapped in a shawl bent close. “You needn’t leave. Go back to her.”

 

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61 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Reflection”

  6. I wonder if you had the painting ‘Salem’ by Sidney Curnow Vosper, in mind when you wrote your story, Neil. I was struck by your description of the figure in the shawl because the painting has, as its centrepiece, a woman in a shawl who has something very odd about her! (I hope you don’t mind if I share a link as part of my comment, in case anyone would like to know more.)https://welshgiftshop.com/blogs/welsh-gift-shop/see-the-devil-in-the-welsh-ladys-shawl-salem-painting
    Like the painting, I’m sure there’s much more going on in your story than meets the eye! It was intriguing and I loved it! It really fired my imagination.

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  11. I really enjoyed this. I like to think his eyes were “defective” because they were full of tears – something he is not used to. The old lady might have arrived in the nick of time

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  23. My closest guess is that he’s having visual and auditory hallucinations, but it’s much more fun to believe that he’s having some kind of mystical encounter. Of course, it might just be his inner voice and conscience telling him that he needn’t leave. I like it that you keep it a mystery.

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