AnElephantCant do the Danse Macabre
He decides to abandon that genre
To lighten the mood
He feels that he should
Do a twirl and sing a silly wee song
See here for Alastair’s Blog, the picture below is this week’s prompt.
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Roof with a View
Her smile is radiant.
How did you find this place, darling, you are so clever!
He smiles back at his new bride, perhaps less sincerely.
Friend of a friend, you know. It pays to have contacts.
She is thrilled.
What a wonderful view, the clouds are so beautiful!
His smile grows wider
Yes, my sweet. And from over here you can see France.
Pointing across the Channel, he guides her to the edge, his hand in the small of her back.
She claps her hands, leans forward.
Ooh, yes, I am so excited, I can picture Paris already!
The pressure on her back increases.
He thrusts his hand forward abruptly.
She is no longer there.
He lurches forward in surprise, turning his head to where she now stands.
He is already falling towards the rocks, sixty feet below.
Her smile is radiant.
How did you find this place, darling, you are so clever!
anelephantcant 
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I did not see that she would be even more devious than he! Love to be surprised by an ending…kudos for creating such a thorough misdirection in so few words!
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So happy you are happy.
Misdirection is fun!
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I prefer to think the female lead in the story is someone who collects souls of men with evil intentions, while posing as a naive woman >:)
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AnElephant is happy to let a lady interpret his little tale however she pleases.
Thanks for popping in, did you bring peanuts?
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Believe it or not, I actually have a bowl of salted, roasted peanuts in heir tshell in front of me as I write this 🙂
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Mmmm, and do you scratch ears as well?
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Unfortunately, I only have two hands and two feet and each are claimed by other recipients 😛
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That’s just brilliant. You really got me with the misdirection. Thanks for not being predictable. Kudos to you!
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AnElephant likes to be a deceptive old trickster!
Very happy you liked it.
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Great take – but – nott such a great view…
🙂
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Great view of the rocks!
Thanks for visiting, RoSy.
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Money is the motive, as usual? the story was well written
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Oh, Nightlake, so cynical for one so fair!
AnElephant prefers to think of love, betrayal, deception, revenge!
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Moral of the story….never, EVER betray a woman who has a radiant smile? 😛
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AnElephantCant ever betray a lady regardless of the quality of her smile.
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A hint of a double helix twisty plot.. You are so clever opening and ending on a radiant smile, closing the web you wove. Vraiment tres bonne cette petite histoire. Bravo encore une fois.
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Merci, Emmy, AnElephant admires the cyclic efforts of others and thinks to give it a whirl!
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Anelephantcan’t has really provided some food for thought with this one. Interesting take on Alastair’s photo!
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Fictional roofs are made for falling off!
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Oh, I think we went to similar places…a woman scorned and all that…
And here I thought you were keeping things ‘light’.
Fun read, indeed.
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Ah, well, this pretty lady was not so much scorned as getting her retaliation in first!
But glad you enjoyed.
Oh, and AnElephant tells porkies, sorry!
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🙂
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Hahahaha I love it 😀
I guess you recognise the place as you really can see France from there 😀
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Not rocket science, mon pote, you live in Dover!
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I’m going to put a photo from google maps on later. To show something amusing from it to do with this photo
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