“There!” Mohini huffed from the gentle climb on to the dam, “This is where I grew up, beside the mighty Ganga. Beautiful isn’t she?”
Sia blew on the bubble till it popped. “Sure.” She ruminated, busy taking selfies. “The mountains in the distance look better. She’s too dull and bloated, like an over-fed slithering python for my liking.”
“She wasn’t always like this. She was free, fresh and sparkling, singing her song while skipping and dancing her way over boulders and stones.“
“She was dammed up for the greater good.”
“How much longer Mohini?” Her husband called. “I am hungry.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and Dale for the photo prompt. If you want to read the other stories inspired by this prompt (or add your link) click here.
At an outdoor event while the participants were readying, thise mom and child duo had a blast. It brought a huge smile to my face as they dashed about frolicking, jumping and generally freaking out without a care in the world. The little one was so quick on its feet that I could only manage a blur. The next one is a bit better.
Cute huh? That reminds me…
That’s a Minion! No it’s Superman err Superdog Scoobie Dooby Doo 😀 Dont miss the Royal Ignore pose.
What’s so funny you ask? Well how about you tell me the time?
A scarecrow in the garden but the gophers aren’t impressed. After all they aren’t crows 😉
As usual I left my favorite for the last. Take your time and read it carefully. Or at least until you find tomato sauce. And then turn the page
And marvel at the meal that echoes but most of all salute the spirit and the determination to survive despite all odds.
Have a wonderful weekend and do share your favorite foto or menu 😀
He couldn’t breathe because of the all-pervading stench that seeped into his bones.
To make it worse, it was cold and dark.
He squirmed and shuddered as something brushed his leg.
He wouldn’t scream.
He just wouldn’t.
That would spoil his chances.
A crackle and grunt
He held his breath. Was that…?
The darkness vanished.
“What are you doing here?”
“Mom!” He protested, “I was about the catch the alien.”
“Don’t worry darling, they are waiting for you at the dining table.”
“Yay!” He jumped up. “What did you make? Baked or stew…?”
“Earthlings are best roasted.”
A/N Yahoo! Finally managed to contribute to FF after a long time 🙂
Written for the Friday Fictioneers – a story in 100 words or less. Thanks to Rochelle for hosting the challenge and for the photo prompt. To read the other stories inspired by the photo prompt or join in click here.