PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Her dress was a cornflour blue, the same colour as her eyes. The latest fashion in a princess line style, puffed sleeves and lace trim. Now half of it was covered in grime from the cramped dungeon she woke up in after the ball. Nine days ago. Once a day a meal was shoved through a flap in the door. Then the music would play. Was it Mozart or Bach? Drifting down to her dungeon, through the floors and the walls from somewhere above where her captor waited. If only she knew what they were waiting for.
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What an inspiring picture of musical instruments for this week’s prompt, courtesy of Rochelle. Took me to a dark place in 19th century England it seems. Admittedly not my best. But hope you enjoyed it anyway.
Written for Friday Fictioneers led by author Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words or less.
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That will teach her to get in pumpkin coaches. The spell wore off
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AS soon as I read your comment I realised my character could easily have been Cinderella, with her cornflour blue dress!
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I thought the reference was deliberate. I’m a big fan of using references or echoes to expand the depth available in 100 words
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Must have done it subconsciously 😊
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Not how you want the ball to end…
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No, perhaps an after party of sorts, but nothing like this – that never ends.
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A frog prince, perhaps? Nice description of a dismal situation. She is a trifle overdressed!
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Thank you! glad you enjoyed it.
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I said frog referring obliquely to the inLinkz logo. 🐸🐸🐸
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Hahaha! I didn’t realise
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mysterious and sad.
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Thank you, Sascha.
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Must watch your drink at all times or someone will put something in it and you’ll wake up captive for reasons you know not!!
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Scary how real this possibility is for women.
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And sad…
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Sinister, I wonder what they are waiting for
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An 19th century human trafficking ring? the mystery terrifies.
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That was creepy. Well done.
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Thank you!
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I wonder how long she’ll have to wait to discover what they are waiting for. Intriguing.
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Me and you both, Keith!
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A lovely word painting.
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Thank you. Love that!
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Oy. What an awful predicament.
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Wouldn’t want to be her.
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Dark and scary but so well written!
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I tend to write dark stuff. Thank you, Susan.
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Whoa, creepy!
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Would hate to be her. Thank you, Lisa!
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I enjoyed the fresh take of flashing back to a dungeon and fairy tale vibe – and loved the cornflour blue for some reason – nice imagery
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Cinderella all gone wrong it seems. Thank you!
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yes….
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i think they’re waiting for christmas.
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Dear Fatima,
That must’ve been some ball. I thought this could be the dark side of Cinderella, too. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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That does not sound like a prince you would marry… more like a Bluebird collector.
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The waiting adds an extra-cruel dimension to the plot. Well done.
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I think her fairy godmother needs to get her wand serviced because things don’t seem to have gone at all to plan here. Good story!
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