WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS.
As always, writers are encouraged to be as innovative as possible with the prompt and 100 word constraints.
Henry David Thoreau said it best.
“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count.)
Make every word count.
It meant so little to people these days, beyond the four-walled scope of their benefit induced apathy. This was a history Johannes knew well; paper slips of disappointment and mediocrity, stained with cheap wine, drugs, the wrong women… One wrong choice, followed by the right one. No more loss.
A noise snapped his mind back to attention, and he was rictus straight once more, pride swelling his heart and honour, sacred honour, filling his thoughts. Higher authorities were not all to be mocked and simple duty as this was time-worn, and imperative.
It was all his.