Friday Fictioneers – A failure to communicate

~ Neil MacDonald
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

A corvid cawed boisterously. And that was fine. But a flight of ducks went over, oddly calling “toc-a-toc”. I knew I couldn’t be in Kansas anymore. There was a man, naked but for a loincloth and a feathered headdress. He said something in a language I did not understand, though I sensed the question to be gentle.

So, I shrugged, not knowing the words in his language for “I don’t speak your language.” But I felt I’d landed somewhere safe.

He repeated the question, with more insistence, and I shrugged again. That was when he clubbed 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

36 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – A failure to communicate”

  3. Dear Neil,

    Apparently he wasn’t so safe after all. You know I live about five miles from the Kansas border? Thought I’d toss that in. 😉 A rather tenuous link to the prompt. All good. I like tenuous.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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