Friday Fictioneers – Plato’s Cave

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!

PHOTO PROMPT © ROCHELLE WISOFF-FIELDS

Plato’s Cave

The first thing he saw on waking was the face on the screen. It was motherly, comforting, with just the right amount of concern.

“Rise and shine, Sam. Would you like a drink?”

“Coffee, please.”

As Sam climbed out of bed, the picture changed.

‘Looks nasty,’ he thought, watching rioters in Philadelphia – or was it Miami?

He picked up the coffee.

“Careful – it’s hot,” warned the screen.

After breakfast, he stepped to the door of his apartment.

“Forty-one minutes until work sign-in,” the screen advised.

Maybe he wouldn’t go out; too much rioting.

He sat at his desk and signed-in.

29 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Plato’s Cave

    • Thank you for commenting, Iain. I wonder whether we will always be more wary of leaving our homes after this Covid crisis? BTW Calling my MC Donald was a silly mistake. The story is not intended to refer to a former occupant of the White House. I’ve changed he name to Sam.

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      • It works either way. I think we will be wary for a while certainly, at least until the numbers start to come down, and probably through winter next year. After that I hope the dreaded Covid will just become another of those illnesses that exists and which we learn to live with thanks to vaccines.

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  1. Nicely done allegory, Penny, so many watching screens for work and play like shadows on the cave wall, taking orders for our safety, disconnected from the world of the real, until we emerge, if ever. Absolutely enjoyed your crafting of the tale.

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  2. I read this after the name change. I wonder like others if we will always be more hesitant about going out doors. Last night someone was letting off firecrackers late at night near our neighborhood and people wondered if it was gunfire. We would have never thought about that before here in our little burb. Wonderfully written story.

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  3. S, I really hope we’re not looking at a life orchestrated by a disembodied voice. Cold, and I’m wondering how long it would take before we’d become not only accustomed, but comfortable to just stay in the cave!

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