The Plateau – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
This week’s photo prompt comes from her Canuck cohort, Dale Rogerson, who has apparently spent yet another night on the tiles.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below.

© Dale Rogerson

Click here to hear the writer read his words:

The Plateau

I was happy on the high plateau.
The sun shone every day in a blue and cloudless sky.
There were wild flowers and butterflies and rabbits, and birds that sweetly sang.
I had found Paradise.
Then one day I saw the mountain.
I was enchanted by its possibilities, and started to climb.
The views grew ever more beautiful until I reached the top.
From there I could see the whole world, magnificent beyond words.
My senses reeled, and I was afraid.
I saw beneath me a gigantic chasm, deeper and darker than death.
And I yearned for the high plateau.

About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered Paradise in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte d'Azur, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random.
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50 Responses to The Plateau – Friday Fictioneers

  1. lisarey1990 says:

    Wonderfully poetic.

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  2. Point of view really means quite a lot

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  3. Interesting perspective. And I love the way it is written; poetic and philosophical.

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  4. Rowena says:

    Beautifully written, CE and you capture the disappointment of coming down from a mountain top experience so well. This last week, I was watching my kids perform and it was amazing seeing them on stage and now we’re just back to every day life. Indeed, I’ve been so busy lately, I’m not even sure what it is. I thought I’d catch up on FF and get myself back into some kind of head space. I get a bit out of kilter with so much stimulation all at once.
    Hope you have a great week.
    Best wishes,
    Rowena

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    • ceayr says:

      Thank you, Rowena, for your lovely comment, but I think I should tell you there is slightly more in this than just coming down from the mountain.
      Congratulations on your children’s achievements.

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  5. Penny L Howe says:

    I recall a song “Ain’t no mountain high enough”, I guess it turns out there may be. But then again, perhaps not. As always your ability to sharpen the relationship between man and earth for the purpose of expressing thoughts and feelings is on point.

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    • ceayr says:

      I am smiling just to see you here, Penny.
      You understand the feeling, when the highest pinnacle has been reached, to realise that it will not always be so.
      That the most important things in life can be lost, all too easily.
      Thank you for visiting again.
      Love to all

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  6. 4963andypop says:

    Beauty and fear going hand in hand. There is wisdom in knowing what we sacrifice, when we go for the gold.

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  7. granonine says:

    Seems human nature that we often want to be/have what we already had but gave up 🙂

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  8. Dale says:

    That was lovely indeed, Mr. Ayr.
    And what makes you say I’ve “apparently spent yet another night on the tiles”?

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  9. Very poetic and beautifully written. All that’s lacking is for someone to give the chasm-gazer a small push from behind.

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  10. I feel there’s more to it than just the grass is not always greener on the other side. Something about having reached the top, then afraid to lose it all. As he found beauty at the top too, then reeled from the sight of the chasm which is his new fear. All the same, whatever the message, beautiful to read.

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  11. Jan Morrill says:

    Beautiful, especially with your narration. Isn’t it true, that often the highest plateaus have the deepest chasms? And yet, we climb.

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  12. Deeply philosophical Sir, I kept looking for the twist, and realized that I’d missed the entire point in my anticipation (See, I can be philosophical too) 🙂

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  13. michael1148humphris says:

    Nicely told…Sometimes it seem like half the worlds population is on the move looking for deliverance, only to find great chasms

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  14. shivamt25 says:

    Awesome description of the neverending feeling of unsatisfaction of the human race.

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  15. How often do we strive for something then realise things were better as they were? A somewhat different piece from you this time round C.E!

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  16. I look at this excellent story as a David versus Goliath thing. Or, am i the only one who’s thinking such. Anyways, very beautifully written, dear Ceayr.

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  17. Iain Kelly says:

    The grass is always greener, in a much more stylish way. Nicely done.

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  18. Corine Gouy says:

    La montagne ! Ta vision du paradis ?

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  19. Susan says:

    Simply put, the grass is not always greener on the other side of the fence. You describe that adage more beautifully however. I’m

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  20. Dear CE,

    Lovely and vivid descriptions. I, for one, would’ve stayed on the plateau for I have a fear of heights. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  21. pennygadd51 says:

    Unusually philosophical for you, CE! Rather good, too. We humans are rarely satisfied with what we have, however much it resembles paradise. We greedily strive for more of the same until we become aware of the fragility of our precarious position. The description in your story is lovely; top stuff!

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  22. neilmacdon says:

    The high plateau is another mountain, yes? Or have I got it wrong? I take this to be about the restlessness of the human spirit, and the chasing of the next dream

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