Saturday, March 25, 2017

Hubris

for Friday Fictioneers

They think we can't reach them from within this iron fence. 
"We're safe out here," they say. "No ghosts can get us."
And each day they come closer. Soon, someone will grab the fence to peer through the bars. We can wait.

9 comments:

  1. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, Mango.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. (Slaps her forehead) Sorry I called you Mango, Margo.

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  2. Very succinct and very creepy! I love the perspective and the waiting. A lot accomplished in this short piece!

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    1. Thanks, Emily. the picture felt creepy to me.

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  3. I love this. So short and precise... and creepy with what is not said.

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    1. Hi Ga H. I appreciate the comment. I got a little chill when I looked at the picture. I could feel the waiting.

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  4. Welcome to FF! What a great entry!

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    1. Thanks, Dale. My imagination often leans toward the dark.

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