Dijon, in Shades

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers!  Hosted by the one and only Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, people from all over the world try at writing a three-part short story for a picture prompt by week’s end.  A rather short story— no more than a hundred words.  This week’s image is from Sandra, over at castelsarrasin.

I quickly noticed the pattern on the roof in the distance.  Unusual… for America.  And… I couldn’t think of a story to fit that in.  So, there’s this…

100 words


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Photo Copyright © Sandra Crook

I can’t explain it.

All morning operated like the normal, hot day it was: the bicyclists were out; the marketplace hummed.  I figured I was the only Westerner walking the streets like a character out of a bad movie.  I underestimated the travel costs.

Then it happened.  People began to disappear around the corner.  I walked faster.  Suddenly, fear and panic hit me.  Stone colors alternated underneath me as I ran.  I reached the intersection.  Empty, silent.  Then something… someone touched my collar.  Panting, survival skills kicked in.  I spun around.  No one.

“Monsieur?”

I blinked.  Everything was normal again.


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