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.