Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by Susan Spaulding, who has taken over this great weekly prompt from my old friend Al Forbes.
This week’s photo, by Anurag Bakhshi shows what looks like an idyllic little spot, reminiscent of my childhood in South Africa. And my current abode on the Med.
The idea here is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
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At first the islanders are curious.
Then we are amused.
These are the first outsiders to visit in many years, except for the Company, of course.
And that is just one small ship, twice a year.
Bringing supplies that are now considered vital.
They never stay more than one night.
They take their tribute and leave.
But this time they have been here for some weeks.
And other ships followed.
More and more outsiders, all friends and family, it seemed.
The numbers swelled into many many thousands, far more than the island can support.
When the Leader spoke to the outsiders they laughed.
And beat him.
Then the other ships started to arrive, and the outsiders attacked them on the sea.
They have guns, many guns.
Guns to sink ships.
Guns to kill people.
We fear they might kill us.
We no longer live in the village.
We hide on the high ground.
We know that to the south there is only ocean, then ice.
So we look to the north.
The giant cloud is drawing nearer each day.
It looks angry.
Angry as death.