Below is my 100 word (ish) submission to the Friday Fictioneers. Photo prompt this week is courtesy of Renee Heath
As always, comments are appreciated. I try to read everyone’s submission, but with submissions reaching triple digits each week, it’s sometimes difficult to get round to each one. Therefore, I tend to read those who I follow, or who like / comment my story. And finally, I also try for a random selection from the list.
The Friday Fictioneers are a friendly group of online writers from all over the globe who endeavour to create short but fantastical tales with which to enthral and inspire both reader and writer alike. The genres and styles of writing are varied, so there is something for everyone to be found within its midst.
My name is Tantalus, and circumstance, I have discovered, is cruel and ironic.
Should we meet, you will find me repugnant. Wrought from flame, I cannot hide who I am; disfigurement is my curse, with no one to blame but myself. Still, pleasures can be had, and watching her is foremost of these.
Her smile is whimsical, to the point of distraction. I cannot help but notice, drawn as I am to her vibrancy; so full of life.
Hypnotic are her movements; I lose myself following from afar. Youthful, she carries an air of innocence, yet wisdom and strength walk beside her.
More than anything though, I long for her voice. Just a word – a child’s utterance – denied since that fateful day.