Tag: Friday Fictioneers
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VORTEX
‘They symbolise the whirling mass of humanity that will flow beneath, replicating the whirling music from the orchestra,’ the artist opined to his guests. ‘Wonderful.’ ‘Enchanting.’ ‘They will each be placed in the optimum position to ensure the acoustics of the hall, will not be compromised.’ Nodding heads of agreement and contemplation. ‘If you will…
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MORNING TEA
Lady Devonshire was not to be dissuaded, ‘I hear he will be worth a fortune when he inherits.’ ‘Mama, don’t be so vulgar,’ Bethany admonished. Lady Worthington leaned forward and patted Bethany’s knee. ‘There are worse things than to marry for money, such as being a spinster with none.’ Bethany sat in brooding silence. She…
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A NEW SHANGRI-LA
At the end of the rough track through the mountains there was only inhospitable forest on steep hillsides. The young monk Lopsang watched mystified as the village elder Tenzin propped up the sign with twigs. ‘Why are we warning people away? There’s nothing there.’ The wise man finished his work. ‘Because if we tell them…
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FORCES OF ATTRACTION
Always gazing up at the stars, that was Charlie’s problem, dreaming about particles, planets and the cosmos, absorbed in studying the gravitational pull of black holes and their theoretical evaporation. Larry stamped his feet, shivering in the cold air, watching Charlie adjust the camera pointing up at the clear night sky. ‘Seriously, this is how you…
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A NOS MORTS
The bugle sounded, the flag was lowered. Feet shuffled on gravel. The silence was broken by the diesel engine of a barge. They didn’t close the canal anymore. Some her mother had nursed back to full health, some never recovered. One her mother married. Twenty years later she was alongside her mother as men repeated…
Iain Kelly 