Frozen – Photo Fiction – May
May Speculative Fiction #Writingprompt
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Here’s the photo for the month of May, that Diana, of Myths of the Mirror has given us to write about. Thanks, Diana! You can find her blog, and details of the challenge at the above link.
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The photo is done in golds and browns. The man’s right arm and chest are encased in gold armor. He is looking down at his arm.
this is an image of a man who is part human and part machine. Behind him are gears and wires as well as a hint of fire or electricity.
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Frozen
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Hey, what are you looking at?
Yes, I’m a mannequin, a real live mann – e – quin. I’m real, and I see you.
Don’t believe me?
I used to be a real man, but I was down on my luck and looking for a job. They were hiring at this one place for a live statue, or mannequin, as you may call it.
Wonderful, I thought, getting a paycheck for just standing there for a few hours. So I applied, and got the job.
I had no problems the first few weeks, but then something weird happened. We had a power outage at the store. It was caused by a lightning strike, I think I heard them say.
But, when the power came back on, I was unable to move. I was frozen in place, and it was a bit embarrassing, being dressed in this outlandish steam punk outfit. People who used to glance my way on a normal day, would now stop and stare intently at me. And, I could do nothing about it. I couldn’t even speak. I could move my eyes, though, and I’d glare at them, hoping to cast an evil eye their way.
It’s been a week now, since the unthinkable happened. I’m still here, and there have been many doctors, scientists, and others who have come to try and fix me. I wish they’d hurry up with a cure.
Come on, come on, come on … I’m getting hungry, and my nose itches, but there’s no way to let them know. How much longer must this go on?
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2019 BS
He does look a bit like a model, doesn’t he? Great imagination, Barbara. Let’s hope they find a way to unfreeze him! Thanks for playing along!
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Thanks, Diana! That’s the first thing I could think of, one of those living statues people. I think they found a way to unfreeze him, eventually, as he is able to tell his story now. 🙂
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Oh no, Barbara. I know how it feel when the nose is itching and not being able to scratch. That was when I had the CT scan done. Great writing!
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Thanks, Miriam! haha – right! The more you aren’t supposed to scratch an itch, the more you want to! Glad you liked the little story. 🙂
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You’re welcome, Barbara. It was especially hard when my skin was dry after the chemo. I had to hold my breath to resist the scratching when having the CT scan. 🙂
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I know! I’ve had CT scans, and MRIs for different things, and they always want you to be real still, and you keep thinking hurry up already! 🙂
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Excellent story!
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Thanks so much, Morgaine! Glad you enjoyed reading this one. 🙂
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Well, at least he’s inside so he won’t get covered with pigeon droppings…
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hee hee ! Good point! That wouldn’t be attractive at all! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Myths of the Mirror and commented:
A new take on the prompt from Barbara. Happy Reading!
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Thanks so much, Diana! Much appreciated!
Wishing you a happy weekend! 🙂
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You’re welcome. It’s a fun story. 🙂
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🙂
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wonderful, I really love this!
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Thank you so much! Happy to hear you enjoyed reading this one. 🙂
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very much.
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🙂
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Itches are an underappreciated problem!
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Thanks! Isn’t that the truth! Itches just get worse when you can’t discreetly scratch them! 🙂
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Definitely!
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🙂
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