Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers time! This week’s photo comes courtesy of Adam Ickes. Every week Rochelle posts a picture and nearly 100 writers put their own spin on it. Head over, read some great writers, and join in the fun.

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

Copyright - Adam Ickes

you said let’s go someplace quite

a place together; just us

somewhere you could be my knight

you knew i wouldn’t make a fuss

the lake was warm you said

we shed our cloths to bear our souls

somehow this filled me with dread

i suddenly needed to escape this water hole

my fear was real after you revealed

terrible things i didn’t want to here

certain things you wanted i couldn’t yield

you graced me with your rotten sneer

that led to an angry walk

looking back I said

don’t forget your boots are on the dock