The chains tightened their grip.
If she could just break free before he returned.
How long had she been trapped here?
It felt like her whole life. But there was a time before, when she was carefree and wild and full of joy.
That had been taken from her, beaten from her.
She tried once more to loosen the bonds.
Finally, some give. She managed to wriggle one wrist free.
She worked on the other one. This was her chance.
What was that noise? She paused, defeated. The metal chains rested.
Approaching footsteps echoed on the gravel path.
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
This April I am taking part in the A to Z Challenge once again. My theme is a collection of stories from around the countries of the European Union, and you can find them here: A TO Z CHALLENGE 2018