He built the small town with his bare hands. It was where he felt most alive. He prided himself on knowing all the locals and conversed for hours with the shopkeepers and bartenders. He was keenly aware of everyone’s comings and goings. And he enjoyed all the gossip; there was so much drama! In this town he was king. He vowed to live there forever.
Until the night nurse arrived and reminded him to take his pills. As he drifted off to sleep, the retirement home fell silent as did his miniature town on the craft table in his room.
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This is my third attempt at flash fiction for the Friday Fictioneers. A big shout out to Rochelle @Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple for hosting Friday Fictioneers. The weekly challenge is to write a story based on the photo prompt, provided today by CEAyr. My challenge was to write a complete story in 100 words or less. This entry was exactly 100 words!
“Gather around, children,” the first-grade teacher beckoned.
“You are old enough to hear the story of the Lumanians, an advanced civilization that lived on earth long before humans. They were people of the light and masters of sound. Their thoughts traveled on sound waves.”
“What happened to them?” a young student asked.
“We don’t know. Some believe they still walk among us. Let’s try an experiment.”
The teacher sounded a golden pitchfork.
“Who can hear this sound?”
Three small hands went up.
“Come with me,” the teacher demanded.
“Where are we going?” the three children cried.
“To meet your ancestors.”
This is my second entry in the Friday Fictioneers, flash fiction challenge. A big shout out to Rochelle @Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple for hosting Friday Fictioneers. The weekly challenge is to write a story based on the photo prompt, provided today by J.Hardy Carroll. My challenge was to write a complete story in 100 words or less. This entry is exactly 100 words! I hope you enjoyed.