What Pegman Saw – Farewell

What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code.

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Farewell

The dawn sky glows oyster and then shatters as a golden ray of light lances across the land. I start the Harley.

“For you, Namid,” I whisper, and her voice whispers back the lines of poetry she spoke at our first meeting.

Cruising south-west, I take time to notice the lake by which we picnicked, the woods through which we roamed hand in hand. The bike throbs gently. Lakes, trees, kilometres and hours creep past inexorably, like the years of a life.

Fifteen hours after setting out I ride through Cold Lake, down to the water’s edge.

I watch the massed clouds, purple and gold in the evening light.

I remember.

I remember the attacker’s snarling face. I remember savage pain in my belly, ripped as I struggled to protect Namid. I remember her eyes as the knife pierced her chest, her anguished gaze of farewell.

The sun sets.

 

 

What Pegman Saw – The Thain takes a Wife

“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada.

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The Thain takes a Wife

My parents’ blood soaked into my clothes. I lay still, as though dead, clutching a knife beneath me. Its serrated blade was designed to strip the hide off a seal; it should take the life of at least one of these murderers, these Vikings.

I heard footsteps; I felt the draft as he lifted the flap of our mamateek. I could smell him. He reached down and touched my shoulder.

“Aiieee!” With the loudest cry I could muster, I twisted to one side and thrust upwards with all my strength, willing the blade to snatch at least one Viking life in exchange for the deaths of so many of my tribe.

He stepped back, and his boot kicked away my blade.

His sword was raised.

He stared at me, then seized me and dragged me from the floor.

“Come,” he grunted. “To the boat. You will bear me many warriors.”

What Pegman Saw -Without an Ark

“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is Manitoba, Canada.

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Without an ark

“Ninety degrees,” expostulated Marion, mopping her forehead. “Darn climate change!”

“Deep low-pressure area coming our way from Saskatchewan; twister weather. Stay careful and safe, folks!” announced the local radio station.

Marion’s husband, Hank, was back early that afternoon; he’d closed his business, sent the staff home when the severe weather warning had been broadcast.

Clouds were piling up, and there was a blur of rain on the horizon. The sun shone briefly below the clouds.

The rain began to fall, heavy drops, falling faster and faster, a stream of water, a cataract.

Their two children rushed in, bedraggled and sodden.

“Just look at you! Didn’t you see the rain coming?”

Water was pouring across the yard, already inches deep.

“Why, that’s the brightest rainbow I’ve ever seen,” exclaimed Marion, suddenly, then, as abruptly as if a switch had been thrown, the rainbow was gone.

There was a voice.

“Covenant – cancelled.”

 

 

What Pegman Saw – The Mountie

“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is Resolute, Canada, which is located in the High Arctic.

“What Pegman Saw” is a terrific challenge because the modest amount of research you need to do will broaden your understanding of how people react under all sorts of circumstances. And that, of course, is the life blood of any writer! If you haven’t tried it, do give it a go!

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Resolute, NU, Canada | © Google Maps

The Mountie

The school building stood in a grey, gritty landscape by a grey, gritty road. The July sun did little to dispel the cold.

Ross Gibson, formerly of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police and now Resolute’s schoolteacher, glanced up at his class working studiously at their desks. Immediately a pupil raised his hand.

“Sir, may I go to the lavatory?”

Craig. It would be. It always was.

Ross gestured and Craig left the classroom, a smirk on his face. Ross followed him silently. Cigarette smoke crept pungent under the toilet door. As Craig emerged, Ross held out his hand. Craig scowled and handed over a packet of cigarettes.

“You ever been seal hunting?” asked Ross.

“No, Sir.”

“Come with me this Saturday.”

Craig looked startled, then nodded. He stopped slouching and stood taller.

Ross grinned to himself. The Mountie always got his man – but it took the teacher to reform him!

What Pegman Saw – Walking Together

“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is Rawson Lake in Canada.

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Rawson Lake, Alberta, Canada © Alec, Google Maps

Walking Together

Jim slung the pack onto his shoulders and grinned at Stephanie, who said, “Surely that can’t all be lunch?”

“Wait and see!”

They walked, holding hands, beside Lake Kananaskis.

“Oh, look at the waterfall, Jim!”

Churning, frothing white water spilled energetically between the trees.

They scrambled beside the spate up a rough dirt track until they crested the trail. Rawson Lake glowed green before them.

Jim rummaged in the backpack.

“Hungry already?” laughed Stephanie.

Jim took out a tin that rattled.

“You’ve always said you want your nail varnish to be perfect when I propose. I didn’t know which colour you’d want, so I’ve brought the lot.”

Stephanie turned pale, then blushed.

“This one matches the lake,” she murmured. Jim sat in silence as she applied the colour and let it dry. Then she faced him.

“All done”.

Jim knelt.

“Stephanie, I love you. Will you marry me?”

“I will.”

What Pegman saw – Literary Fiction

“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the 360 degree view of the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code.

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Literary Fiction

Every mile driven between the trees was a mile further from civilisation, a mile further from the concerts, plays and libraries that Estelle enjoyed so much.

“Never mind,” she thought. “Next year, when I start my postgrad studies, I’ll have a cast-iron excuse not to holiday with the family.” And at least the books in the car’s trunk should last through the fortnight – probably.

The resort was beautiful, the lake deep blue in the evening twilight. Birdsong filled the air, and the fresh breeze carried a scent of pine. Their host proudly told them about the camp sites on the islands dotting the lake. He seemed to feel that the provision of latrines was a cause for celebration.

“And here,” he concluded, “are your canoes.”

Canoes. We paddle there? Really?

Estelle stared at him.

He was tall, well-muscled, attractive – and he had a copy of “Wolf Hall” in his hand.