Friday Fictioneers – Nothing Happened

~ Neil MacDonald
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Nobody noticed. The swimmers splashed blithe, doggedly oscillating in laps. Nobody looked up as the breeze pulled the flags in three different directions. It made no sense. The façade of the monstrous edifice behind bubbled and peeled away like scabbed skin.

Surely, I said, some miracle is upon us. Nobody listened. The waters parted and a squad of Pharaonic chariots clove the pool. Great trumpets blew, and a murmuration of swallows wheeled above. Then everything snapped back into place with a tiny sucking plop.

I grabbed a passer-by, knocking the ice-cream from his hand. “Did you see that?”

“What?”

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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

37 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Nothing Happened”

  3. Neil, I loved your word choices to bring the surreal event to life, and how you chose to pop things back into place. Lots of thoughts on what’s going on but I’ll leave my comment to end with, Good one!

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  9. What an epic vision Neil – loved it and your descriptions- ‘Then everything snapped back into place with a tiny sucking plop.’ that sucking plop is perfect – I’m not sure I actually saw it but i felt it 🙌

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  10. I love this Neil, although I’m not sure what just happened. Maybe ghosts? In any case, when I read the sentence “The façade of the monstrous edifice behind bubbled and peeled away like scabbed skin” I knew this was my kind of story. 🙂

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