
At the centre of the lair, receiving and collating intelligence about the war, sat Greta. In my fancy, she was one of the Moirae, the Greek Fates, spinning the destiny of the world.
I confessed this once. She laughed and asked, “There were three: which Fate am I, the Spinner, the Allotter, or the Cutter?”
To me, she seemed implacable, the one who chose. But I didn’t tell her she was Atropos, the Cutter. Instead, I lied and chose Clotho the Spinner, and that seemed to please her. Perhaps she would choose me.
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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.
This story is an excerpt from the novel, Boundarising, that I’m currently working on
I wonder if life was simpler in those days.
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War makes everything simpler
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Dear Neil,
Interesting relationship. Best wishes on your novel.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks so much, Rochelle
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She sounds the kind of three-steps ahead gal who asks the question while knowing the answer. And she’s pleased because the questioner chose the least controversial option instead of the true one!
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It’s by no means safe to assume she’s really pleased
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Nice.
Hedging his bets? Afraid of scissors to his threads, perhaps.
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Very afraid
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We often lie to please our lover. All the best for your novel.
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Thanks so much, Vartikae
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But did his plan succeed? I guess we’ll have to wait and see! An intriguing snippet.
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Thanks so much, Keith
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You chose what you knew she would like and she did!
Shows your wisdom and empathy!
Interesting excerpt. Best wishes for your novel, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Anita
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Why do I get the impression that she not only knows she is the cutter but knows he realizes it as well? Good luck with the novel!
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Greta knows EVERYTHING
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Well done
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Thank you
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You’re welcome
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Methinks the poor lad is in over his head…
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Head and shoulders
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🙂
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Well, you certainly got my attention! I’ll be eagerly awaiting that new book 🙂
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I’m stuck on the final part
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Oh dear. Well, give it a rest. Sometimes doing so helps clear the cobwebs.
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Intriguing snippet Neil, whets the appetite for more. Hope the writing progresses well.
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Thanks so much, Iain
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Snip snip snip, I think he had better find a new girl
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She’s not without danger
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She does not sound nice.
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She is a little dangerous
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Definitely!
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Good luck with the novel! 🙂
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Thanks so much
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Perhaps the fact that one is here to tell the story is a good sign. 🙂
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For now. Only for now
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Intriguing – when will the book be ready?
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Sometime next decade at this rate
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i guess he’d say anything to get laid. 🙂
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Or just to keep his head
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Tell ’em what they want to hear 🙂
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Especially when danger lurks
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A very interesting take on the prompt. I wish for both that he’d been honest though.
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I think she saw through him
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Intriguing snippet. May the muse continue to shine upon you throughout the writing of your novel.
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Thanks so much
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Makes me wonder choose you for what? And can a relationship that is built on the sand of deception stand? Good story in any case.
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Thanks so much, It will end badly
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You’re welcome, Neil.
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An intriguing snippet, sounds like a good story. All the best with your novel 🙂
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Oh wow, I love this. And the comparison to the fates. If they imagine she is the cutter and wants to be chosen next… so much contained in so little word count
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Thanks so much, Laurie
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