Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
I am willing to bet that the image Al provides this week made 99% of us think of Doctor Who, and filled our heads with that sadly unforgettable theme music!
There are no Daleks in my little tale.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and to see what others have written.
Click here to hear the story read aloud by the author (and have a laugh):
He removes his glove and slaps me across the face with it.
I look at him in shock.
Don’t be an idiot, I tell him, it is not worth dying for.
Ha, he jeers, you are a coward, afraid to fight!
I shrug and look around me.
Everyone in the ballroom is staring at us, aghast.
And everyone of importance in town is here.
Including the mayor, the judge and, worst of all, the chief of police.
Please reconsider, I say again.
Pistols or swords, he replies.
It makes no difference to me, he has no chance either way.
He does not know who I am.
And, more importantly, he does not know this place.
I am not afraid of losing a duel, although I most certainly will not lose this one.
I have seen him dance, there is no way he can best me with a rapier.
But the city has just introduced a new law to stamp out duelling.
The punishment for any survivor is harsh.
Death by guillotine.