Happy Friday, folks. I struggled a tad with today's picture, but I think I might have the germ of a story idea here. Enjoy, I hope :-)
Jenna woke up with a mouthful of sand. She gasped for breath in between coughing fits, and when her eyes finally stopped streaming, she struggled to sit up.
Where on earth am I?
The last thing she remembered with any clarity was being escorted to the captain’s dinner. She’d refused the wine, but he’d insisted, and then...
Shit.
The brochure had promised fantasy fulfillment, but they couldn’t have really dumped her on a deserted island. Surely there were laws against that. Movement to her left made her head spin round.
Goodness, maybe being stranded here wasn’t that bad, after all.
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Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)
Friday Flashers
Till next week, folks.
D x
Where on earth am I?
The last thing she remembered with any clarity was being escorted to the captain’s dinner. She’d refused the wine, but he’d insisted, and then...
Shit.
The brochure had promised fantasy fulfillment, but they couldn’t have really dumped her on a deserted island. Surely there were laws against that. Movement to her left made her head spin round.
Goodness, maybe being stranded here wasn’t that bad, after all.
****
Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)
Friday Flashers
Till next week, folks.
D x
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