Friday Fictioneers – Succour

Photo Prompt © Dale Rogerson

When the water turned solid he knew things were getting weird. Elongated raindrops hung from the branches like stretched taffy. He wondered if they might taste sweet. The air itself crystallised out and dropped in blue-white chunks from the sky, shattering musically on the ground.

So, it wasn’t really a surprise when a unicorn stepped into the clearing.

“Hello unicorn” he said.

“Hello man,” the beast replied.

“What’s happening?”

“You’re having an episode.”

“Oh, okay. I hope it doesn’t stop. It’s pretty.”


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

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69 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Succour

  1. My granddaughter is almost 2 1/2 years old and I have to keep reminding myself that the last time she saw snow she was nearly a year younger, almost half her lifetime ago. Small wonder every leaf, every icicle, even a stick or water puddle is like an undiscovered treasure to her. We take the world for granted while the very young see it as a profound wonder to explore. That’s how I experienced your story just now.

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  2. Hahaha! What a vision! Thinking of sweet icicles! Loved that part to bits.
    I should feel a bit sad for the man for he may be losing his mind. But then, when such a the visions that you get, it’s hard to be truly sorry 🙂


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