Nothing To Lose

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Happy Friday, my dear Readers! It’s time again for Friday Fictioneers. I know I skipped last week, but bear with me while I am currently without internet access at home. As always I give special thanks to Rochelle for providing the prompt. Today’s photo was taken by Dawn Q. Landau. Enjoy the story!

Copyright by Dawn Q. Landau

Copyright by Dawn Q. Landau

Nothing To Lose

 

I laughed when they told us we were going to the salt mines.

They aren’t real, I thought.  Just a story to scare kids into behaving. The Roman soldier standing nearest to me frowned. “You won’t last a day,” he told me.

I’ve been working the mines for three days.

Two things are constant; my parched mouth and the sting of salt in my cuts. I’ve learned to hide my flinch at the crack of the whip and keep my eyes downcast.

The other slaves cry for their lost families and homes. I cry because I had none to lose.

Grumbles

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Happy Friday Readers! I am bringing you Friday Fictioneers on time today! Special thanks to our leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for both hosting this grand venture and for this week’s photo prompt.

And….last week’s trio is back! I had such fun writing them, I brought Hal, Grumpkin and Sonia back for another little adventure. Enjoy.

Copyright: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Copyright: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Grumbles

“Stop feeding him everything we’ve got!” Sonia snapped. “We’ve only got…”

“…enough food for four days, I know,” Hal finished while handing Grumpkin another biscuit.

“We’ve already been gone for three!” Sonia’s voice took on a slightly higher pitch.

Hal sighed. “The Master assured us the mushroom we need should be in the next valley over. We’ll be quick about it.”

Sonia mumbled under breath, but Hal couldn’t hear her over the crackle of their campfire. He shrugged and began tickling Grumpkin, who was still slobbering over the biscuit.

“You could at least share.” Wordlessly Hal passed Sonia the biscuits.

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Dialogue

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Happy Monday, Readers! Today’s post is the Weekly Photo Challenge, which this week happens to be Dialogue. With dialogue, there is an exchange of conversation. With this challenge we try to make two photos “talk” to each other, or bring out something in the photographs that together seem more powerful, more obvious. If you can’t guess with my photographs, I focused on the color red in each one. Enjoy!

Red Talking. Copyright Tiffany Metzger

Red Talking. Copyright Tiffany Metzger

Enamored

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Good afternoon, readers! I’m still not sure about the new look of this blog – so be prepared to see some more change over the next week or two. Anyway, it’s time for my belated contribution to Friday Fictioneers! As we move into fall and have some new employees starting at work, I’m hoping I’ll have my time management under control again so I can get back to posting regularly! Thank you to Rochelle for today’s prompt and to Madison Woods for today’s slimy picture.

Copyright Madison Woods

Copyright Madison Woods

Enamored

“Oh Grumpkin, not again.”

Hal grimaced as the baby troll held out a slimy wad of half digested slop in its tiny hand. A proud grin filled the troll’s squashed little face, and Hal couldn’t help but feel a twinge in his heart over the adorableness of him.

“Come on Hal, Grumpy’s made a gift for you,” Sonia trilled from the laboratory doorway. Hal resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “He’s got you wrapped around his little troll finger.”

“Hasn’t,” Hal muttered. He smiled at Grumpkin and took the slimy gift from his hand.

“Not at all,” Sonia laughed.

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Fray

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Hello again, readers! What do you think of the new look? I thought it was time for a change. But don’t worry, if any of you are missing my feet and books I can easily change it back. We’ll try this look for a bit…

Anyway, this week’s Photo Challenge is Fray.  Now, I couldn’t help myself when I saw this, and I immediately thought of the phrase “into the fray,” which led to this beauty of a photo…

Mr. Benjamin

My brother, the infamous Mr. Benjamin.

This was a little project between myself and my brother, Ben (shown above). We decided Ben needed some homemade armor. And a cape. (because capes are cool) As always with my brother, it was a fun time, and he sportingly agreed to a photo shoot.

Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

All She Has Is Faith

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Happy late Friday, dear Readers! Today I am going to post my Friday Fictioneers on time! Woo hoo! As always, a special thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who spearheads this marvelous group of writers, and to Bjorn Rudberg for today’s photo. Enjoy the story!

Copyright: Bjorn Rudberg.

Copyright: Bjorn Rudberg.

 

All She Has Is Faith

Hush little baby, don’t you cry, mama’s gonna sing you a lullaby…

Tasha holds her little one close, rocking him gently.

“Daddy doesn’t know you yet, but he will. I’ve sent him a letter.”

The baby whimpers and whines, and Tasha continues to rock him and speak softly.

“When he gets it, he will come for us, and we will be a family.”

Tasha lays her son in his cradle and watches him fall sleep.

“He’ll come, I know he will. He said he’d love me forever.”

She thinks if she says them often enough, the words will be true.