Happy Friday, Readers! It’s time again for Friday Fictioneers, our weekly writing prompt provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Each week bloggers from all over the world respond to Rochelle’s photo prompt with a 100 word story. This week’s photo is courtesy of Sandra Crook. Enjoy!
Leisel. Her whispered name pulled her into wakefulness.
She was laying on her back in an empty, frost-covered field. Pain like thousands of needles shot through her fingers and toes, which were bare. Gingerly she sat up, looking down in bewilderment at her torn party dress, its colors looking dull in the faint morning light.
How did I get here? The words echoed in her head and she winced as though someone had shouted.
Gradually, flashes from the previous night filtered into her mind.
The swirl of elegant gowns, tinkling music, bell-like laughter…her head spun. Why couldn’t she remember?