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Friday Fictioneers

Friday has come and gone (in my part of the world at least) and I have not yet made my entry on FF,where every week our fantastic host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  reels in over 100 writers from all over the globe to spin their magic with the photo prompt provided,in around 100 words.For more details,please click on this –  http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/friday-fictioneers-2/

This week I was afraid I may miss entering as my brother and his family are visiting.With tons of fun,cooking ,cleaning and outings,hardly any time left to  catch the escaped muse,which seizing it’s chance has gone on a vacation.But as all FF writers will admit,we loathe to miss getting our weekly fix ,so here is my 100 word tale(sorry if it is insipid) following this week’s photo prompt,provided by none other than the very talented and versatile Adam Ickes-thank you Adam:-)I also hope that my friends and readers will understand if I am late this week in catching up with the reading and responding.

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copyright – Adam Ickes

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This is beautiful!

Knew you would like it buttercup.

What a view!

Wait till night falls-it is spectacular.

Why is it so deserted?

The locals say the bridge is cursed.

How?

People disappear.

Great! Now kiss me and let us disappear too.

Good idea, come closer.

Umm…

Ouch!

What happened?

Something bit my leg.

Let me see…

Jon, I am scared.

Something is not right.

What’s that slithering noise?

Let’s not wait. Run!

Unseen, the inky black creatures emerged from under the bridge and sinking their sharp teeth into the fleeing ankles, dragged them into the water.

 

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The Prophecy

Trifecta: Week Sixty-Two

 

On to the weekly prompt.

1a : the natural opening through which food passes into the body of an animal and which in vertebrates is typically bounded externally by the lips and internally by the pharynx and encloses the tongue, gums, and teeth
  b : grimace <made a mouth>
  c : an individual requiring food <had too many mouths to feed>
2a : voice, speech <finally gave mouth to her feelings>
  b : mouthpiece
3: something that resembles a mouth especially in affording entrance or exit: as

Please remember:
  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above. 
  • Only one entry per writer.
  • Trifecta is open to everyone.  Please join us.

Here is my submission.

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THE PROPHECY

 

Strolling hand in hand, they looked like a golden couple.

 

The Gypsy’s prophecy was coming true.

 

Last year, just for fun she had gone into the tent of that Gypsy, who had gazed into the crystal ball & prophesied “You will meet a man & your life will change but….” She could not remember the rest.

 

A few days later, she had found Richard, lying unconscious, on the beach.

 

And the rest, as they say, was history…she thought & smiled.

 

Her reverie was broken.

 

“Darling, here we are!”

 

She had not realized that they had walked this far.

 

She shivered, looking at the gaping mouth of the cavern.

 

IT looked hungry.

 

Richard pulled her closer. “Cold?” She nodded, not wanting to spoil his childlike enthusiasm.

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“Are you okay?” He asked solicitously.

 

 Shrugging off her momentary unease as fanciful imagination, she stepped inside and

  ……..gasped!

 

 My God! Fairies, gnomes, nymphs & all kinds of magical creatures flitted here & there in a beautiful garden.

 

“Remember, I told you, I belong to another world & you said it did not matter? Well, this is my kingdom.

Will you be my Queen & wear this?”

 

He held out a beautiful conch, an iridescent tiara sitting on it.

 

 

She was speechless with surprise.

 

Dazed, but with a heart overflowing with love, she bent to pick it up.

 

“Ouch!” Blood oozed from her hand & fell on the tiara.

 

The tiara became black & glowed! She screamed.

 

Hearing an evil laugh, she whirled around.

 

Richard was turning into a dark, evil looking monster in front of her eyes!

 

He sneered, “Foolish mortal! I only needed a Virgin’s blood. Now, I & my kind can rule for another century!”

 

Her delicate senses were assailed by the dank, rotting smell of death.

 

Terrified, she looked around. All magic had disappeared. Ghoulish creatures lurked in shadows. She felt blood draining away as the warning of the gypsy came back to her “…but do not trust the gift of the sea!”

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