The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
Photo copyright John Nixon
Wizard in the Wurlitzer
Wilbert woke up with a crick in his neck. He tried to rub his neck but found his hands stuck in between some strings.
Oh, no, not again. Where am I this time? Wilbert breathed deeply to calm himself. He opened his eyes. It was too dark to see anything. One thing he knew for sure, he was stuck. Those stupid dreams! Asleep, Wilbert the Wizard cast spells real enough to take effect, but they were always just a little bit off kilter.
He wriggled his legs, banging his knees against the keys. A piano? I’m stuck in a piano?
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.
~~~ For a special treat, check out the Friday Fictioneer story, The Last Dance, by Louise Jensen over at Fabricating Fiction.
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It's a long story ... 
Hee-hee-hee-heeee! Clever stuff, Tresha. It makes me wonder, though, what some of our writers dream about. 😀
Dreams are strange and there’s no telling what will happen when magic is involved!
Too funny!
More of a nightmare! Most amusing.
‘B Gone’…my 100 word story
Looks like he never knows where he’ll end up when he sleeps. That’s really unfortunate for a wizard. Funny story, Tresha. 😀 — Suzanne