AnElephantCant pretend he’s a hero
Sometimes he looks at the opposition and quails
You see he’s not grinning
He does not see Scotland winning
This Saturday we head down to Cardiff to play against Wales
Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
This week’s photo by The Reclining Gentleman is a peaceful shot of a lovely flower.
My tale features less tranquil happenings.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
Let Battle Commence
They study the enemy across the level sward.
They are trying to spot the danger, to prepare themselves for the inevitable strike.
The invaders are from a country with ten times their numbers.
They are powerful and threatening.
They have not come to offer friendship.
They plan to crush us.
On the surrounding heights non-combatants shuffle their feet nervously.
Everyone is on edge, waiting for the first attack.
The silence is almost overwhelming.
Then the hairs rise on a…
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