
The old man is panting as he reaches the summit. The small of his back twists with ache, bending him forward as if into a wind. He stumbles, legs barely able to support him.
Hell of a place to choose for a meeting, he mutters.
An eagle soars effortless on thermals, and a breeze carries the scent of lemons. A bush bursts into flame. The prophet selects a chisel from his satchel and prepares to take dictation.
I know what you’re thinking, but you are mistaken. Just because something didn’t happen doesn’t make it untrue.
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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What a clever take and, as you hook the reader, you create a lovely sense of place. I love the almost casual reference to the burning bush. And I love the old man’s struggle. And the effortless eagle. Fabulous.
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Thanks, Jilly. I really didn’t know what to do with this prompt
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You did a fine job!
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Thanks, Alicia
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I just saw sand! As you will see … But yours is very good indeed.
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Dear Neil,
And some of us believe it is true. 😉 Love the scent of lemons.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks. Rochelle
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This is great, Neil. Charles Bowden did a wonderful book on the Catalinas called Frog Mountain Blues in which he recounts his feelings of self-satisfaction after riding his bicycle the 26 grueling miles to the summit of Mt. Lemmon. These feelings instantly evaporated when he saw a 70-year-old man jogging up the path. He had run up the far more rugged northside trail from the valley far below.
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Thanks, Joshua. My 70 year old wasn’t so sprightly
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I love the way you turned this around at the last minute. Unexpected, and made me smile.
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Unexpected is good
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I liked the human side to the prophet – good to know they liked a moan just like the rest of us.
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Just wait till he gets down the mountain again and finds all those graven images
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Love this, Neil.
And rules are made to be broken, hmm?
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Rules are made to be scriven on stone tablets
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I liked the comparison of the soaring eagle and the struggling man – says something about life, about being outside your element. Nicely done Neil
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Thanks, Lynn, and thanks for noticing the eagle
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My pleasure
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Super story, Neil. In fact, for someone who didn’t know what to do with the prompt, it’s a hell of a story! I like the way you base your imagery on scriptural metaphors, the burning bush and the eagle’s wings. And a lovely twist, with the ‘postscript’ adding a further bauble to your confection.
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Thanks Penny. I find myth and fable an inexhaustable store of story parts
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I have a friend, who, after making a decision, waits for an eagle sighting. (We have a lot of them in our neck of the woods,) If she sees one within a week of making up her mind, she knows she’s done well. Love this take on the prompt.
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We have a saying here, or children do, “step on a crack, break your mother’s back”
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Yikes! P.S. I forgot to mention how much I loved the dictation idea. Writing in stone would take some bits of time. Hopefully, the dictator spoke slowly. Delightfully different take on the prompt.
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He had an age available before him. Thanks, Alicia
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Perhaps this time he’ll get the “light” version–only seven commandments and you get to pick which four you’ll choose to obey.
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Bags I thatbcoveting one
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I like the direction you went with your story. I’ll bet no one else will come even close to this take on the photo prompt.
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Thanks so much.. Many went much further
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Strange to think that these days, such a message might go around the world in moments
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In many different and conflcting forms
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Ha ha – loved that last line! Nicely done.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Thanks, Susan. I almost left the last line out
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LOL. Loved it.
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Thanks, Irene
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LIke you, I originally had no idea where to go with this picture. I love the soaring eagle against the struggling man. Wonderful take, Neil.
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Thanks Dale. I really thought I was going to have to give up on this prompt
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I feel ya, Neil.
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How good was that! Amazing. And the last line elevated the story to a whole new level.
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I did wonder about the wisdom of speaking directly to the reader, but I was feeling mischievous
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Dear Neil,
I wish I could see the photo with your eyes. You include every detail of it in your story every time!
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Sorry. I’m still using my eyes. In fact, I think I often just pick one tiny detail from the prompt and run with it
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Nice! Clever and thought-provoking last line.
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Thanks so much
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I like his attitude – and your story!
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Thanks, Liz. He’s a pretty grumpy propet
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The photo didn’t speak volumes to me either. At least you got a couple of stone tablets out of it. I might be reading too much into this, but for me, the last line gave the story its depth. The eagle and the old man were the human level, but the last line which is like one of those Christmas cracker mottos, rather encapsulated the old man’s exercise—sound and fury, signifying nothing.
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Whether his effort signifies anything I guess depends on what you think truth is.
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“panting as he reaches the summit”
Ha! Reminded me of my year 7 teacher who told us this gem. “It’s a hot day. A man is climbing the mountain. When he reaches the summit, he takes off his shirt and pants”.
I did like the little touches like the burning bush. As for the prophet, these days he’d probably use a prophet app.
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Thanks for liking it. The autobographical associations of course are all yours
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“The prophet selects a chisel from his satchel and prepares to take dictation.” This made me laugh out loud. I wonder if any of today’s dictations has such an impact. Wonderful descriptive writing, brings me right into the scene.
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Thanks so much. And he may have to do it twice
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Love the references to Moses and the Burning Bush. Great job.
-AshleyDannie-
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Thanks so much. I’m glad you spotted the references
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Haha very clever story. Well told. I hope he got the tablet finished before nightfall. Hell of a climb down
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I’m told he did, but broke it in a fit of pique and had to go back and do it all again
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As I started reading I wondered if others were coming and only the fit would survive to get to the prize of the meeting. Beautiful images in your middle paragraph. Really enjoyed reading.
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Thanks, Sarah, I’m glad you enjoyed it
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Really clever take. Enjoyed it.
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Thanks so much Lisa. I’m glad you enjoyed it
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Very nicely done – I really liked your “burning bush” reference. Clever!
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Thanks, Nan. I’m something of a myth hobbyist. Plugging a bit of myth into the circuit board of my stories allows them to hum with extra charge
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I loved this..the burning bush reference got me going there for a sec. 🙂
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Thanks, Vivien. I hope it got you going in a good way
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Not true? Who knows what goes on on those mountain tops, with all the cloud storage these days, you just never know.
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He said it WAS true
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Considering you said you didn’t know what to do with the prompt, this turned out great. I love is moan about picking a hell of a place for a meeting.
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The old get grumpy. Thanks, Michael
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I liked the struggling human side of the Prophet. And the dictation part made me laugh but was a good way of putting it.
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Thanks Fatima. A laugh is what I was shooting for
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A beautifully crafted piece – I loved it.
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Thanks Dahlia
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To make a point in a short story the best way is it to tie it to a legend… love what you did that, and the last lines really makes you think. Excellent
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Thanks, Bjorn. I agree with you about myth and legend. I make a lot of use of them as parts of my story kit
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Very nice work, Neil. Misdirection of a modern-day hike turns into something older. I loved your last line – i will be pondering that for a while
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Thanks so much. Oh, and just because you can say a thing doesn’t make it true
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😊
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Perhaps it really happened this way… who knows? The last part made me smile.
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Thanks, Magarisa. I’m glad it made you smile
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Oh my…love that last thought!
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Thanks , Dawn
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I agree with the prophet, what a strange place for dictation. Loved it!
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Thanks so much
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