Friday, 8 December 2017

Friday Fictioneers

The next photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer, donated for use in Friday Fictioneers only. They shouldn’t be used for any other purpose without express permission. It is proper etiquette to give the contributor credit. 

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
Please be respectful of your readers and keep your story to 100 words or less. 


It was so cold she swore there were icicles on the end of her nose, she thought she looked like the bare tree adorned with sparkling dagger like icicles.

Alyson was tempted to look at her watch again, it was only a few moments ago that she had exposed her wrists to the biting cold.  Patience.   It was one of the disadvantages of always being early. 
She heard the squeak of the door then he appeared, muffled up against the cold, a quick hug and a kiss on her frozen nose before they hastened to their secret place. 


  1. Dear Sally,

    We can imagine the rest of the story. Nicely done and nice to see you back.



  2. A story with some heat to warm up the cold nights :-)

  3. I hope their secret place was well heated!

  4. Intriguing story! I wonder what they were going to get up to in their secret place. :)

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

  5. Well told. I won't window-peek.😉

  6. Methinks there will be a melting of said icicles... ;-)