The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
Ghost Riders in the Sky
Leaning against the sink, Frances closed her eyes, trying to decide. Should she stay? She needed a sign.
The counter quivered. She looked up, saw a buffalo stampede erupting out of the dawn’s mist. As they approached, she saw their black horns, red eyes, steel hooves. The massive herd darkened the prairie, yet the sunrise flickered through them.
A cowboy appeared outside her window, his horse rearing up. He looked straight at her; her blood ran cold. Running outside, Frances mounted the second horse that wasn’t there a second ago and rode off chasing the phantom herd into the light.
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This is my 75th Friday Fictioneer story. Moving right along!
Love the whole feeling of escapism that this story gives you 🙂
But capitalizing the word “Mustang” profoundly affected my mood by my visualizing the car rather than the horse.
So interesting! I capitalized “mustang” without hesitation. Looking it up, however, I find it shouldn’t be. Clydesdales and Arabians, for example, are capitalized due to having proper nouns as part of their names. Even the American Quarter Horse and the American Paint Horse are capitalized. But not mustang (as a horse). Oops!
My first thought was car – I had to read it twice. A nice sense of freedom.
Congratulations on your 75th story. You’ve painted quite a picture with this one. Nicely done.