Friday Fictioneers – Strait is the Gate

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

There’s vivid muralling at the entrance, invoking tropical sunshine and hibiscus flowers. But strait is the crude gate and narrow the way. This house promises rapture. This house threatens destruction. Look! Sinister nozzles in the ceiling.

Enter? Run away? Are these the Pearly Gates or the Maw of Hell? Maybe, those are one and the same.

I turn my back and trudge on down the grey streets of Purgatory. Perhaps I have denied myself love; but at least I’ve forestalled eternal torment.

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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

56 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Strait is the Gate

  1. Obviously not quite ready to dance today – but maybe another lesson or two will sort out the head (and the feet) and shimmy away the dark thoughts.

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  2. Love and eternal torment? Do those two belong together? Surely not. I feel for your poor narrator, making such a choice. You show his fear and doubts wonderfully here, and the images you include make his predicament painfully real.

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  3. Oh, I love that last sentence. So many moments when you need to decide to take a risk – or not. Without more information, I agree he made the right choice, but I’m still curious about if he made the wrong one. Well done.

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