On The Open Water: Fiction Friday

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright Jan Wayne Fields

Photo copyright Jan Wayne Fields

On The Open Water

“Not the best weather,” the skipper said, casting off.

“It never is,” Rakel replied, tying her scarf. She chartered the boat for the whole day, was the only passenger. On the open water, the winds whipped away her words, blurred her memories. Everything sounded and looked the same, yet everything sounded and looked different. She decided the white-capped waves were like snowflakes: each one was unique.

They returned to port in the late afternoon. Rakel wondered if the winds would find her, returning her words and memories to her after she moved away, into the mountains. She hoped they would.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

7 thoughts on “On The Open Water: Fiction Friday

  1. I get the feeling she doesn’t want to leave the ocean. I love how you’ve shown her feelings – the winds, the waves, snowflakes. Beautiful images and very evocative.

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