#FridayFictioneers – Flying

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Marko’s reflection fell off the edge of the sliding glass door as it opened to the balcony.  Scents of coco-butter and flowers pushed long dark strands across a tanned face.

Wind swept memories tickled his mind as he stepped from the room.  He had flown, had known the freedom of it, and now he was weighted so firm he could not even think how.  But why?

Nothing made him stop.  Nothing he could remember.

Stepping over the rail, he set eyes on the horizon.  If he could just remember.

Leaning forward, he thought, “if you don’t jump, you’ll never know.”

WC:  100

#FridayFictioneers is a weekly blog link up hosted by Rochelle over at RochelleWisoff.com. You should check out her sight and perhaps try your hand at writing a 100 word story.

Good luck!

15 thoughts on “#FridayFictioneers – Flying

  1. I’m not sure whether that counts as suicide or not. He has no intention to end his life. An acid trip, I wonder? It’s a grim image you leave us with, Marko leaning forward and toppling headlong.

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    1. Thanks for the kind words Jan! I really liked writing this one, and loved the idea of the different ways it could go on in the reader’s mind. (Beyond 100 words)

      Glad you enjoyed it!


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