MOVING ON – Friday Fictioneers

 

It’s Friday and time for fiction of 100 words, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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Copyright -Mary Shipman

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He glanced up at the once grand and graceful building.  Its walls still stood tall and erect.  But it was stripped of its finery.  Its fine coat had long ago faded.  Boards bared their decay.

The windows stared back at him, their lifeless eyes devoid of their sheen.  A shadow floated past.  He shivered in the gathering dusk. He saw the woman’s ashen face.

He gave one final look.  He remembered the life that once was –  the light, the warmth of laughter, the clink of glasses, music, dancing….

They once were but no more.  It was time to move on.

 

 

About hafong

Hello! My name is (Leung) Hafong alias Lily Leung. You always say the last name first….that is the Chinese way. That is my partner lurking behind me. Since this is my blog, I won’t mention his name. But this is a rather cool picture. You see me and yet you don’t…sort of the way I feel about myself most of my life. So this blog is a self-exploration, an archeology dig of some sort. My tools…..words of a thousand or so at a sitting. I will try for that.
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19 Responses to MOVING ON – Friday Fictioneers

  1. This is fantastic, you’ve conveyed so much emotion and intensity in so few words. Lovely. 🙂

  2. ahtdoucette says:

    Creepy and sad, but I like knowing he is able to move on with his life. One has the feeling of being like the ghost looking in.

  3. empeck says:

    What a lovely, sad story. Beautiful work!

  4. Lily, You completely captured the look and feel of that building and its ghost with your vivid description. I felt like I was there. I also felt glad that he was able to move on with his life. Well written. 🙂 —Susan

  5. Nan Falkner says:

    Dear Hafong, “A shadow floated past . . .” Really great imagery! Thanks for the scare. Nan 🙂

  6. Maree Gallop says:

    Lovely piece, so beautifully told. Your descriptions allowed me to visualise everything. Well done!

  7. Oh, yes, I could hear the music and the sound of glasses touched together in a toast. Lovely

    One suggestion – Watch “repeats” like – he shivered, he saw, he gave, he remembered. Or you can ignore me.

  8. Somehow I see Miss Havisham moving up there.. lovely language.

  9. Similar sentiments to my story…only memories remain. Nice piece.

  10. Dear Lily,

    Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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