PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
“If you come back now, Mordow will forgive everything.” Samson called to her, his subordinates blocking the alley entrance behind him.
Reya’s heart squeezed at the sight of him. “You don’t know who they really are. Come with me, Sam.”
She thought she saw a flash in his eyes. Of love. “I’m not a traitor.”
“Your choice.” She scrambled over the slippery wall, landing in the piazza, crowded with tourists braving the rain. A sea of umbrellas spilled before her. She ran to the thickest part and looked back to see Samson standing on top of the wall. Searching hopelessly.
Trying to squeeze in my flash fiction for this week. Hope you all enjoy it. My story reflects my enduring search for Truth and Love. Which to me are the same thing. Truth exists despite lies, denial. So does Love. More than that, I’m learning that love shines a light on the truth.
Thanks to Dale Rogerson for this week’s prompt. Such an awesome image, that I was struck with writer’s block for once.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields where the challenge is to write a story in 100 words or less.
Looks like we’re in Europe this week for my story. I experienced those crowded piazzas on a solo trip to Italy a few years ago. Awesome vibe. Amazing sights.