The Bell – Sunday Photo Fiction

AnElephantCant always write sparkling fiction
It rather depends on how creative he is feeling
So when he sees Al’s bell
He just thinks oh well
And sincerely hopes you find his story ap-pealing

This is a weekly invitation to write a short piece of fiction (c. 150 words) based on a photo prompt (below) provided by Alastair.
Just click on the link to see some more melodious responses to this week’s excellent prompt.
But please lend an ear to AnElephant’s clanger first.

Copyright Al Forbes

Copyright Al Forbes

The Bell

He lies awake all night, listening to the bell tolling the hours towards his doom.
Sunday morning, the end of everything.
He thinks back, wonders how he could have been so stupid.
How had he got into this ridiculous situation?
What on earth had he been thinking when he suggested this?
Well, it is too late to back out now.
Think of the disgrace, the humiliation, the mockery of friends and family.
He has to go through with it, regardless of the cost.
He rises early, shaves carefully.
Showers thoroughly, and dresses meticulously.
He has to look his best for the big event.
He drinks two cups of coffee, but cannot eat.
He is far too nervous.
His best friend arrives to escort him to the rendezvous.
He too looks anxious, but forces some jollity.
Relax, he says, patting his pockets, I have everything you need right here!
They get out of the carriage at the old churchyard, and walk slowly round the side of the building.
At last he sees the person he has had on his mind all night.
And his second, with pistols primed.

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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8 Responses to The Bell – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Indira says:

    Nicely written though I was a little perplexed.

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  2. emmylgant says:

    Tu vois, je pensais mariage et puis obseques, et puis autre chose, comme un assassinat, mais je n’ai jamais pense a un duel! Brillant detournement, comme d’habitude!

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  3. That was clever. Had me fooled.

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  4. Lyn says:

    I started off thinking execution, then wedding but you completely fooled me with the duel. Well done my friend 🙂

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  5. JED says:

    Great how one line can change the whole story. Very enjoyable.

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  6. barbtaub says:

    So… a duel to the death or a wedding. Hard to say which is scarier.

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  7. Steve Lakey says:

    Nicely done. Maybe it’s a variation on a shotgun wedding! 😉

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  8. Al says:

    Haha And there was me thinking it was a wedding. Great twist 😀

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