Friday Fictioneers – Cracks


The day before yesterday, it was charming—a sport of nature. I popped it into a wine glass and provided water to drink.

The seed grew so fast, tendrils unspooling and feeling along the walls. Even when I realised, I did nothing. Perhaps it was already too late, but I didn’t try.

These were not branches but emptiness, spreading cracks in reality. You’d expect to feel terror, but the mind adjusts, as if to an ache. I can admit only to curiosity about events.

Maybe the cracks will widen and something will come through.



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

73 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Cracks

  1. Aye, maybe the cracks will widen, but are you really sure you want to see what comes through? Think about that one for a minute. hehe! Great writing, and great inspiration. ~Shalom, Bear.

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  2. A good story and well-written, Neil. If a darn plant left cracks in my wall I’d be angry. There’s more money for repairs. Out it would go. It looks a bit like an Indian vegetable. Someone here would probably cook and eat it. 🙂 — Suzanne

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