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Friday Fictioneers 16th August 2013 hosted by Rochelle Wisoff Fields
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.
Make every word count.
Copyright – Roger Bultot
Fall (100 Words)
“I will never leaf you,” he’d joked in better days. But one autumn, he gazed up through the thinning canopy and shook his weary head.
“Nothing lasts forever,” he muttered dragging his battered suitcase to the trunk of the waiting car. She was distraught. Howling, limbs gesticulating wildly, she’d sought to dissuade him.
He watched her warily, resolved, put the car into gear and pulled away. She was the one with roots here, not him.
A desperate lunge – and they were one.
Flesh. Metal. Wood.
Man and Dryad, twisted in a macabre final embrace as the last leaf fell.