Friday Fictioneers – Creating an Angel

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

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PHOTO PROMPT © ROGER BULTOT

Creating an Angel

In her day, giggles had been famous. Now she was ‘merely’ a legend.

Midnight had passed. She packed her tools. Paint – gold, white, amber, olive, black and her trademark Cayman blue. Propellant. Stencils.

Carefully, listening, feeling, she clambered onto the railway. Forty minutes before the train.

Using each stencil in turn, she unerringly sprayed colour beside colour. The tang of solvent stung her nostrils. She imagined the radiant angel taking shape, though her age-blinded eyes couldn’t see it.

She added her tag.

The rails hissed.

There was a rumble.

Timing it to perfection, giggles stepped in front of the train.

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60 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Creating an Angel

    • Dear Neil
      Thank you for reading and commenting. I don’t know “The River Boy” I’m afraid, but to be compared to one of your favourite books is extremely flattering. Thank you!
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Lore
      Thank you for reading and commenting. I agree; the years are not too kind to any of us. But if you have fulfilled what you feel to be your purpose you can take comfort at the end.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Brenda
      Thank you for reading and commenting. Thank you in particular for the specificity of the comment, identifying the detail as the technical device that drew you in to the story. That sort of concrit is very valuable.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear James
      Thank you for reading and commenting. Yes, the thought was that her art was recognised. She knew that what she created prompted people to think and respond. She was frightened, though, that losing her sight might mean the work she produced would be second rate.
      With best wishes
      Penny

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  1. I knew what was going to happen the minute I understood she was creating an angel right on the tracks. Still, I was horrified when she steped in front of the train. That’s what happens when our fear of living becomes greater than our fear of dying.

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