Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers

A Walk in Time: Friday Fictioneers

“Get them boots offa the table Fred.” Marion’s face screwed up as she spat her words with venom. “Love, believe me, them boots are magic.” “Baloney. Get rid of ’em or I will.” Fred remained motionless, watching Marion put on … Continue reading

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Fruitland: Friday Fictioneers

“Did ya have a good holiday?” “Yeh. Weird but.” “Howzzat?” “Just… welll….everytime we went through a tunnel, and there was lots of em, at least eight, we could hear a child’s voice say one sleep. New day coming. She said … Continue reading

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Tuvalu Thoughts: Friday Fictioneers

The line is cast No longer can the hook be seen Through water murky – rust, oil and other waste mingle Fish bites The line reels in Fish gasps black sludge drips drip…. drip from open sores leaking black, rotting … Continue reading

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Cartons of Crystal: Friday Fictioneers

Sarah stood looking at the packing cartons. Two held kitchen ware, one a dinner service, eight were books, three office, one clothes whilst the remaining eighteen boxes were marked crystal. Why had she kept all this crystal? They never used … Continue reading

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Sacrifice: Friday Fictioneers

The masked men dragged Griselda through the stream, soiling her long white gown.   She refused to walk until whips lashed her back, forcing her to crawl upward to escape their stinging punishment. At the top the High Priest grabbed her. … Continue reading

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Conquering the Blue Mountains: Friday Fictioneers

The three men looked back at Gregory’s farm. Greg’s wife waved from the verandah, the smallest of his three children clinging to her skirt. He turned, brushing a tear from his eye. The pack horses were laden with six weeks … Continue reading

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Remembering Towton Battle: Friday Fictioneers

“Lord Towton I just adore your house and that sculpture.” The American tourist pointed to the large chain mail upside down helmet. “Thats a memorial to the downed men of  Towton Battle. Come see the dining room.” They entered a … Continue reading

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