Friday Fictioneers: In her dreams, the glass shoe spilled all down the stairs, before shattering against the ground.

Somehow, I had never heard of the lovely Friday Fictioneers until now!

But now that I have, I am absolutely on board.

The idea is simple, and I love it — every week a picture prompt will be posted, and every Friday, writers from around the world will write hundred-word stories based off of it, and post them to their own blogs.

This week, the prompt is this:
 
 

 
 
And my own hundred-word response is as follows!
 
 

In her dreams, the glass shoe spilled all down the stairs, before shattering against the ground.

In her dreams, the air was heavy with the sickly-sweetness of pumpkin rot, and all shine had faded sans the reflections from the shards.

In her dreams, nothing was left that could be hers.

The shoe would fit her perfectly if repaired, but broken the shoe was no longer limited to form. The shoe could plaster its pieces to any foot, could raise another’s blood to fill in its own cracks.

She woke, and wondered if she might be better broken, too.

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11 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: In her dreams, the glass shoe spilled all down the stairs, before shattering against the ground.

  1. It feels like something profound is going on in this short story. I really like that we only learn her dream and not what is going on in the real world that the dream obviously impacts upon.
    Claire

  2. Welcome to the Fictioneers, jacey. I like how you show us a dream – simultaneously revealing everything and nothing about real life for this character. I look forward to reading more from you soon.

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