New World Coming – FFF38

For this weeks Flash Fiction Foray  Matt over at The Book Blogger very kindly used my music suggestion. Considering I had put it forward you would have thought I would have had a clue what to write, but no, it’s going to be as much of a surprise for me as it is for you.

If you would like to join in, clicking the link at the start of this paragraph will take you to this weeks challenge, or clicking HERE will take you to all the relevant information you require.  It’s only 100 little words :)

Here is my entry.

Music filled the forest as the mist crept ever closer, it’s cold fingers reaching from the sky to the very blades of grass beneath Polly’s feet.

‘I don’t like this’ said Teddy. ‘We’ll only go a little further.’

‘It has to be around here somewhere’ said an exasperated Polly.

And it was, it was just around the bend, a little door at the foot of an old and withering tree, with pebbles for a path.

‘Are you ready Teddy,  because once we go through, we can never come back?’

‘I’m ready, there’s a new world coming and it’s not good.’

 


I’d a couple of ideas for this one, I may or may not do another one. In the end though I chose my preferred characters, Polly and Teddy who I have had adventures with before. 

It’s not as easy as it first appears this malarky, but after much thought and editing as far as I know I came in right on the 100 words!

An Awful Autumn

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‘There’s another one” Polly shouted at Teddy, are we going to make it to him in time?”

Teddy looked right and then left noting the water that was now flowing freely down the hill essentially cutting them off from the boy before them.

“I don’t think so Polly, I don’t think so. Besides it looks like it has already started.”

Stopping just at the edge of the water Polly watched as the boy clutched at his stomach. It was almost like he knew what was coming as he looked towards the building, where not five minutes before his friends had stood. Now, they flipped and rustled in the wind, having turned into something forever autumnal.

“My Mum said everyone ‘leaves’ eventually, I just didn’t know this was what she meant” said the boy before joining his friends.

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Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge – Word count 137

Nothing is ever easy…

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“Nothing is ever as easy as it looks” said Polly with a wry smile, “how do we know which is the right book?”

“What about the little doll could it hold the key, it looks like it is mechanical?” said Teddy.

Polly lifted the little statue and studied it quizzically. “There’s no key”.

“So turn her backwards, twist her or something, it’s just a doll.”

“Teddy, SHE is not just a doll, how would you like it if I said you were JUST a teddy bear and I twisted you, around the neck!”

“Fair point” mumbled Teddy realising he was beaten.

Suddenly and without warning the little statue began to turn and strange music filled the air. “What’s happening?” exclaimed a startled Polly, “How is it moving?”

“It’s magic” said the little doll. “If you want to find the key, you need to learn your ABCs”. Such was Polly’s fright that she dropped the little doll, who shattered into a million pieces on the floor.

” Well that was weird” said Teddy, “but at least now we know which book we’re looking for” he said pointing to the shelf.

Little Girl Lost

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Written for Rogershipp’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practioner

It’s been a while since I did a Polly Carmichael story, most of you probably won’t even know who she is, just be warned, I’m not the best at fiction, but I still like to try :)