I've decided to limber up, stretch out my writerly muscles and have a go at the 100w Sprint.
Here's the rules:
- Write a 100-word (exactly) short story based on the prompt (does not include title or prompt).
- For each week, post your completed story on your blog by Friday 10.00PM GMT, and enter the URL for the post in the Linky which will be provided.
- Every weekend, all completed entries will be put up to the public vote. Voting ends Sunday 11.59PM GMT.
- The top two voted writers of each week will move on to the 100W Finals. (To make up 8 finalists like in the 100m finals, the two highest voted losers from all 3 heats will also make the Finals.)
And this heat's prompt is “Smoke from the flames curled and twisted in the breeze…”
My Title is: Flames and is 100 words minus the first sentence prompt
Smoke from the flames curled and twisted in the breeze. She shuddered, her nerves raw. She couldn't stand candles. Not since Hélène's grandson was caught in candle-caused flames during a power outage. Only ashes were left to bury.
Her breath came out in a hiss. He sat still, waiting for her answer.
Wasn't it rational? Her father was badly burned last June clearing out old brush on the farm. She couldn't relive the terror of that midnight call. Not every third day until his retirement. Not for every hour of his twenty-four hour shift.
Could she refuse his firefighter dream? The flame of the tea light mesmerized her, horrified her.