That Which Rises #Friday Fictioneers

She glanced around the amphitheatre.  “Who built this place?”
“The Romans,” he said.  “Amazing engineers, really.”
She shaded her eyes with her hand and checked for other tourists.  Still no one in sight.
“Want to climb up, sweetheart?” she asked.  “You can tell me about them on the way.”
“Well,” he said, puffing a bit from the stairs.  “They were an incredibly violent society. Absolutely no regard for human dignity.”
When they reached the top, he turned his back on her and stared out over the ruins.
“What happened to them?” she asked.
“They fell,” he answered.


Gazing at the ruins of ancient civilizations, perhaps we can be forgiven for thinking of individual human lives as brief flickers of light against the tapestry of eternity.  Of course, we could compare the civilizations themselves to geologic time (perhaps using a metaphor like this one), and come away even more shaken.  On a more optimistic note, it makes our day to day worries a bit less all-consuming.  All right, off the soap box.  Anyway…Every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.

I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer.  The weekly photo that inspired this story is below:


About glossarch

The word "glossarch" doesn't exist. At least, not yet. But let's pretend it does for a second. The first part is "gloss," a word that comes to us from Ancient Greek via Latin and English. It means "language." The second part also comes from Ancient Greek and can mean "having power over." So "glossarch" means simply "language controller." So what am I doing making up words? Well, I made up an entire language once. It's called Angosey. So I'm the Glossarch of Angosey. I'm currently a doctorate student in volcano seismology (a branch of geophysics). I enjoy writing fiction and poetry, launching balloons, programming, and hanging out with my lovely wife! Follow me on Twitter! Writing and language creation: @glossarch Balloons and science: @bovineaerospace
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25 Responses to That Which Rises #Friday Fictioneers

  1. claireful says:

    So pleased you ended your story where you did. I could sense what was coming, but it would have been so easy to describe the push, and it was perfect how you left it hanging.

  2. MissTiffany says:

    I love your title, and I love the way you built up the story to the end, leaving up standing out on the edge. It would be so easy to fall from up there…
    Nice work!

  3. Great last line and that puffing bit, too.

  4. Did he or didn’t he? Did she or didn’t she? I love the ambiguity in this, darling. Very well done.

  5. Absolutely chuckled. Thank you.

  6. A lesson there for everyone. Well described, making for a realistic scenario. Good, abrupt ending, underling point well. I enjoyed this. x

  7. She shaded her eyes with her hand and checked for other tourists. Still no one in sight. And then our evil minds begin thinking.
    Alas it was all perfectly innocent.
    Or was it…?

  8. Lovely ambiguous ending. Well done.

  9. Dear Danny,

    So she’s getting ready to push him? At least that’s the sense I have. Nice play on the rise and fall of the Roman Empire.



  10. Dear Danny,

    An excellent story from you this week. Very subtle, a characteristic you might have accentuated had you found a name for her that paralleled/symbolized Rome or Romans. But, I’m just quibbling and probably about to take an unexpected tumble. Nice view up here.



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