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Friday Fictioneers – Dark River

17 January, 2014

Whaddawewant? FriFic! Whendawewannit? Weekly, every Friday! Once again my thanks to Rochelle for being the Queen of Microfiction and supplying us with encouragement and great prompt pics. This week’s is a beautiful image:


which inspired 100 words somwhat darker than usual:


At night my worries increase. Whether staring upwards, interminably awake, or laid foetally, closed eyes wholly aware, my troubles intrude into the dead of night.

At the third hour, I rise. Perhaps a walk will tire me, or at least distract me.

I stroll to the fence by the river, and I stand, I look. The water originates far upstream, somewhere unseen, before gathering pace and strength as it reaches me. And passes.

The cloud thins slightly and the haze of moonglow brings faint light. Day is still hours away, but I know it will come, the night will end.



  1. Very fitting with the photo. A brooding piece. I wonder what they’re worrying about.

  2. I know that feeling. Nice piece.

  3. The water flows, the sun will rise. Relief will come shortly.

  4. Good and dark story. Thanks for the creepy feeling – I did like it, you’re good. Nan

  5. Dark, but with a hopeful note at the end.

  6. Dear RG,

    You’ve captured the essence of insomnia. I’ve known that feeling well. Well done.



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