Friday Fictioneers: January 14, 2022

Once again, the lovely Mistress of Fiction, Rochelle, has orchestrated the launch of a photo prompt to inspire my story telling muse into a frenzy of guns and guitars, of love recalled, of romantic tension.

Click on the Bradly Harris photo to jet on over to Rochelle’s place for the big picture. My one-hundred-word micro-story, inspired by an old Abba song, follows.

PHOTO PROMPT © Bradley Harris

 


Genre: Literary Fiction
Title: Better Worlds
Word Count: 100

Maria whispered, “Do you remember, Fernando, when we last stood here? That night, long ago; a night of guns and guitars, of dreams and distant drums, of freedom, love, and fear?”

“Oh, Maria. We were so young and full of life. Revolution held many promises for a better world. I deeply miss it all: the guns, cannons, and cries of our love for liberty; for our people. I miss us, then. I want to go back. To that night, to make those feelings forever.”

“No regrets, Fernando. Let’s return to that night.”

Holding hands, they took their final steps back.

 


Look both ways, back to that night.
Seek the love of hopeless romantics, the glamor of disco days,
and never let your memories die.
Mind the gaps while turning pages in the book of life.

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Click on Che to read more stories from the same picture prompt.

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Enjoy this rendition of ‘Fernando’ by Cher and Andy Garcia from the movie, Mama Mia.

54 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: January 14, 2022

    1. I read a lot of wartime memoir (history and novels, also). As much as soldiers hate war, when they (we) get away from it, they often miss it. Humans? What can we do? 🙂

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    1. Hi Rochelle,

      My vision of the prompt was that it was taken from the top or edge of a cliff. But, maybe they just spent the rest of their lives together. 🙂

      Peace,

      Bill

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  1. Way to leave us hanging, Bill! Beautifully done. Turning the pages to the book of life, indeed.
    And watching that clip reminded me I never got around to seeing Mama Mia 2…

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    1. Oh, Mama Mia, Dale.
      I confess to being a closet Abba (and disco) freak. 🙂 I envisioned the two lovers, reunited at the edge of a cliff. But maybe they just spend the rest of their lives together, eh? 🙂

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      1. Mama Mia! Is there something wrong about being a fan? Nay, I say. Nay!
        I also envisioned the two lovers, reunited at the edge of a cliff… and hopefully not jumping to their doom 😉

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    1. Thanks, Iain.

      I agree Che would not buy into the glam band of the 70s or much of their music.
      I never gave mixing the two any thought, until now. The antithetical juxtaposition of Abba and Che’s Marxism makes your point of a struggle pointed.
      Now I am wondering about the movie. 🙂

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  2. I wasn’t an Abba fan in my youth but they’ve grown on me. And I love the first movie.
    You captured the spirit of the song so well. And over time we move from Che to Cher… Too bad that we can’t keep up the energy and passion of youth.
    And if there is nothing there to replace it, the last step is… 😦

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  3. Lovely story, Bill. We need romantics with a sense of social justice to inspire the next generation to do better than we did (although I doubt that guns are the way to achieve it!) I think Maria and Fernando would perhaps have found it fitting to bow out of this world together in one final act of revolutionary defiance.

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