The idea of
Sunday Photo Fiction is to create a story / poem or something using around
about 200 words with the photo as a guide. It doesn’t have to be centre stage
in the story, I have seen some where the placement is so subtle, the writer
states where it is.
Once you have
written and posted your story, please add the link to the inlinkz froggy icon
below and add it to the collection so we can all have a read.
MARISSA
The vulnerability showed in her eyes as he observed her from
the opposite end of the table. He wondered
what had gone on in her life before to give her so much pain.
Her husband patted her arm and then removed his hand which
disappeared under the table. Nigel noticed
her wincing slightly.
He wanted to put a cloak of armour around her. He wanted to
protect her even though they had only just been introduced.
Nigel couldn’t stand the thought of the scared, thin looking
young woman who blinked her blue eyes at him, being stuck in that
situation. He asked her to join him on
the dance floor. Her husband nodded his
permission, Marissa stood up gracefully and stepped out from the table and on
to the dance floor and in to his arms. From
that moment on he wrapped her in a cloak of protection, transferring his
strength to her.
Barry beckoned his wife back to the table, she complied
immediately and sat primly beside him. He put his arm around her shoulders and
squeezed tightly. Nigel saw his nails
dig into her flesh and leave red marks.
This will end tonight.
Word count: 198
Oh yes! Lovely metaphors and imaginative interpretation of the prompt.
ReplyDeleteA noble man Nigel is. I am sure he will take care of it. Good writing!
ReplyDeleteBetty
More power to you, Nigel.
ReplyDeleteOh the cruelty of allowing that brief moment of freedom to dance.
ReplyDeleteWow she really has her on knight in shining armour and her husbands going to be sorry. Love the angle :)
ReplyDeleteClever take, well done.
ReplyDeleteI like that. Love the way you did it.
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