Happy New Year to all of the Fictioneers gang; may it be the best year yet!
Joanna’s story ~ After The Flood
“Water’s high everywhere,” David said. “But I wanted to show you this stretch. It seems different, somehow.”
“It has an odd light to it,” I agreed. The weak winter sun glossed the surface of the water so that it looked almost icy. I sighed. So many crops lost this year. How would we keep our heads above water? Might we lose the farm?
David gripped my hand. “Sarah, look!”
Hundreds of fish leapt from the water, their scales reflecting prismatic light in all directions, the air becoming bright with rainbows.
I turned to David and grinned. “Looks like we’re diversifying!”
Ron’s story ~ Tale from a Riverbank
Jackson eyes the shadowed horizon from his fishing stool.
The rising sun lifts dew, creating shifting shapes with falling mist.
Burbling of the river along the bank mixes with awakening tweetings of the hidden birds.
A distant caw of an early crow.
This is why he fishes, not for the sport.
Down the bank heavier mists swirl into a deeper blanket gently drifting towards.
Hoof beats fill his ears. Getting louder, quicker, closer.
Both hooves and heartbeats reach a gallop.
Nothing is seen.
Scream “Maria” invades his ears.
Jackson is knocked from the stool.
All is quiet again.
The tales written by other writers who’ve taken part this week can be found by clicking the blue frog below.
Hope you enjoyed these tiny tales! If you like writing and want to take part in Fictioneers, please visit Rochelle’s blog for the “how to” guide. 🙂