Friday Fictioneers is on Facebook hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can read other stories or join in and write your own at https://rochellewisoff.com/. A complete story in 100 words in response to a photo prompt.
photo prompt by Sandra Crook
She wakes thirsty, the glass by her bed is empty.
The tree is a legend, stories attach to its branches: it was a hanging tree and before that its bark made the barren bloom. Its homely scar has offered temporary sanctuary.
History in the garden – it brings in the punters. Its fame has spread as its roots.
Like her, the tree is thirsty, sucking the front wall loose and toothy. Now it has reached the house: her ground floors burst, tiles cracked. She tripped with a tray of glasses yesterday, watched the liquid dry, into the floor.
Gorgeous. I loved “sucking the front wall loose and toothy”
I felt the narrator was as old as the tree. A kind of symbiotic relationship where they were both fighting the inevitable. I agree with Neil about that toothy line. Exquisite.
Thank you very much. Am thinking of developing this one so narrator as old as tree is very helpful
Dear Rachel,
Love the metaphor of the thirsty tree. Lovely writing.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I loved that last paragraph.
Thank you so much