Each Wednesday a writing prompt is given in the form of a picture and five random words. The challenge is to come up with a short story, maximum of 500 words, which contains all of these elements. You then have a week to go over to the hosts blog and post the link to your story.
Here is the photo for this week:
Here is my interpretation of these elements. Enjoy!!!
Escape
Marina sat on her bed, awaiting the
arrival of her father. He would be here soon with the car, ready to
take her to the church. She stood up and looked at herself in the
full-length mirror. The dress he'd chosen was pretty she supposed.
She wouldn't have picked it herself but she was never allowed to make
these decisions anyway; it wouldn't have mattered either way what
she'd wanted. The simple white cotton dress clung to her body as she
swung this way and that, flowing around her feet. She had to arrange
her hair herself, a single flower pinning it up on one side, away
from her face. She hoped it met with their approval.
She turned to the window now, wondering
how things would be different if she'd managed her escape. No way to
know now, the padlock and
bars made sure she wasn't going anywhere.
She
heard her father's footsteps on the stairs, across the landing and
then they paused outside her room. The key turned in the lock and
the door swung open gently. 'Ready my dear?'
Marina
didn't bother with a reply, it would be a futile effort. She took
his arm and let him lead her down the stairs and out the front door.
The sun shone high in the sky
making her squint, too long she'd been cooped up in the house.
In
the car she watched the houses go by, shops filled with people, the
park where the children played. Nobody cared that this was her
special day. She doubted anyone even knew. It was to herald
a new phase in her life, father said. A new chapter filled with
excitement. At least it was for him. This marriage would seal the
biggest deal in his career, a solid link with the most powerful
family in the country. She'd never even met her groom. She guessed
he may be handsome. She needed a good match, father said, to look
after her and keep her from the gutter.
She
looked at the church as they approached, it's grey walls uninviting.
There were no crowds awaiting them, no family and friends to
celebrate with. Just her groom, his father, her father and the
vicar. Was it really only her that noticed the oddness in that?
The
ceremony would be short, she was told. A quick blessing afterward
and then they were to head north,
to their new home. She had no idea where, but wondered if she could
get lost somewhere on the way. There had to be plenty of places to
escape to, or from. She lived in hope.
Word
count: 442
Hi there ... just stumbled on your blog from World of My Imagination and am a new follower! This is my first week joining the blog hop and I loved your story!
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing how such different stories can emerge from the same prompts!
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Hi, thanks for following. I'm glad you liked the story. I'm heading over to your blog for a peek.
DeleteHeather
Wow! This is such an engaging story, I'm so glad you joined in! It has such dark undertones...what an interesting and creative approach to this photo and word prompt!
ReplyDeleteThank you, I'm glad you liked it.
ReplyDeleteI'm enjoying the challenge of trying to write a story using only 500 words. I'm looking forward to the next prompt.