Flash fiction: free



The first day in my new world, I thought I was free.

The streets of the city went so far, I couldn’t see their ends. The buildings were long-legged birds; it was wonderful to be underneath them. Sounds were true, not muffled through double-glazed glass. Taxis lurched and wailed, people stood whistling at the kerb, and couples bickered on street corners.

It was beautiful.

The first day, I made it half a block before I was stopped.

“Lord! Girl, put on some clothes!”

I looked down.

You’ll be naked when you arrive.

Another thing the witch hadn’t told me.

This is a 100-word story written for the Friday Fictioneers, an international online writing community, hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The photo prompt comes courtesy of Marie Gail Stratford.

This particular story is a modified scene from my novel-in-progress. The photo fit so perfectly, the scene had to become this week’s story. In the novel, this scene is quite a bit longer. It was a very satisfying challenge to compact the moment into one hundred words.

Please go here if you would like to join the Fictioneers this week, and go here to read everyone’s stories.

15 thoughts on “Flash fiction: free

  1. I’m sure she doesn’t feel like she’s in Kansas anymore, either.

    Good ending, Helena. This novel sounds promising, judging from the story.

    i once distilled a scene from a play Rochelle and I wrote together into a hundred words. Fun stuff.

    Five out of five Munchkins.


    1. Thank you so much. I love what you see in the flow—I am drawn most to writing that has a rhythm to it, like you’re walking and listening to a piece of music, feeling the beat and song and sound of the words as they go into you. Thank you for your comment!

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