Friday Fictioneers -Old Man on the Horizon

PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast

He come. Slow. Old man come slow. You got time to get used to he. One day, he not there. Next day, a spot far away on the edge of the world. Maybe only something in eye. But then closer, a little closer. Birds swoop over. Wind blow grasses. Seems he always been there. Old man always there. Soon, he reach me. Then, something happen. Maybe.

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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

61 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers -Old Man on the Horizon

  1. I think you found something special there. Something that could be extended in a “Waiting for Godot” sort of way.

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  2. A fascinating attempt to articulate a ‘primitive’ understanding of the world. You give an excellent description of how at first you can hardly discern the old man, and then, imperceptibly, it’s as though he’s always been there. Like most, I love your “Maybe.” at the end, summing up the ambiguity of the whole piece.

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  3. Fascinating, Neil. That’s such a good voice, straight out of another culture and other myths. I too see a storyteller, sitting under a tree, holding the listeners spellbound. Such a great piece of writing.

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