Beasts of the Field #Friday Fictioneers

Elyse was still playing outside when I sat down at the piano.  I started with Chopin and that kept my mind off her pretty well, at least until the knocking started.  A little while later the door caved in and I heard noises from the first floor.
I moved on to Beethoven, but even he couldn’t hide the sound of the footsteps wandering from room to room and finally finding the stairs.  When the last note died away, I looked behind me.
It was Elyse.
She smiled at me with red-rimmed lips, and I screamed at last.

———-

I’m pretty sure my Elyse was not the one old Beethoven had in mind when he wrote “Fur Elise.”  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:

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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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18 Responses to Beasts of the Field #Friday Fictioneers

  1. It’s been a longtime since a story have me goosebumps, but this one did it. Must be something in the sparsness of the prose. That and numerous memories of miserable music lessons at school listening to someone pick out Fur Elise on an out-of-tune upright.

  2. MissTiffany says:

    A bit on the creepy side. Nice!

  3. So casually creepy!

    jant

  4. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Danny,

    A music critic?

    Aloha,

    Doug

  5. Dear Danny,

    Everybody’s a critic.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  6. Clever little tale, very well written.

  7. hugmamma says:

    Downright spooky…

  8. plaridel says:

    just in time for Halloween. 🙂

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