AnElephantCant always be energetic
Sometimes he is lethargic and tired
So he has a wee rest
Bounces back to his best
He is really something when he gets all fired and wired
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 somewhat cryptic photo by Connie Gayer, surely a saint, has my mind wandering, and wondering.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
© Connie Gayer
The Bomb
The explosion is devastating.
It is market day in the old town, and the narrow streets are packed.
It is also a school holiday, so many of the women have their children with them.
Shrapnel flies everywhere, killing and maiming.
People are screaming in pain and terror.
Some are trying to flee, some are trying to get closer to help.
Many, of course, are not moving.
Cars are ablaze, shop windows are shattered.
Blood and limbs are splattered everywhere.
Panic and mayhem ensue.
I gaze…
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anelephantcant 
This was great. It leaves me wanting to know more about the narrator. Is he gazing because he is struck dumb by the carnage or because he is the author of it?
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Joseph, if you follow the link to Sound Bite Fiction, my alter ego C. E. Ayr tells the full story there.
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