We return to Corvin Castle only to gaze at its window slits and telling rocks in a 100-word story.
When you ventured through an old place, have you ever thought, if only these walls could speak… Would you be prepared to listen to their tales? For receiving, upon asking, can be a dangerous game.
Listen, then. Who tells this story?
I remember the riverbed, my forever home. The steam floating above, ghosts of her removed children.
Rattled among my kin, I reach the destination in one piece, save for a chip on my face. A bare place, and inhospitable for many more snowy seasons. I hide – a mere illusion – and envy the crows, free with the wind.
The day I’m laid to rest, wedged among others, above is as dark as below. It’s over.
A crow’s call jolts me. Fresh breeze cools my hot cheek. A widow’s open. I’m a stone in its jamb. Bright sky smiles down.
Copyright © Patricia Furstenberg. All Rights Reserved.
The unique beauty of each 100-word story is in the way the words are strung together, each one a gem, and in the spaces left between the words, and between sentences. So much can be told with little words. It is a challenge for the writer, and a thrill for the reader (I hope), as each time the tale is read a new detail springs to mind.
I had fun writing 100-word stories for my latest book, Transylvania’s History A to Z:
“I would recommend this book to all fans of history and historical fiction, as this is a fantastic combination of both.”
(Bonnie Reads and Writes)
Yes, I enjoy the challenge too. There is so much we need to imply.
Yes, great point! Thanks for commenting, great to hear from you 🙂
I got dizzy reading your story. Bravo!
Thank you, Jo.
“each time the tale is read a new detail springs to mind” — So true, Pat. Your stories are to be read over and over.
Thanking you kindly, Miss Judy 🙂
I’ve always had such a facination with castles. maybe one day I will visit one. Blessings.
Julia
I guess, much like people, castles come in all shapes and sizes 🙂 It doesn’t have to be a colossal one to catch one’s eye. I lie reading a bit about a place before visiting. That way, I can see more, with my mind’s eye.
Glad for your visit, Julia.
Best wishes to you.
I find that your story is quite intriguing! I have read it a number of times now- each time gaining something new to ponder!
Ah, thank you sooo much for sharing this with me, Susan! 🙂
Such a wonderful story Pat with well chosen words each one painting a story.. nicely done
Aww, thank you so much, Cindy. You are amazing! 🙂
You’re so welcome my friend!
So many stories that castles can tell us. Thanks for this post!
Isn’t it? 🙂
Thank you, Vanya.
Your words project such a lonely picture, much like the images of the castle. The slit windows seem like a confined view of the outside world. Imagine, if the walls could talk. What all would they laugh or grumble about? Many tears shed within their limits. It would be such a wondrous experience.
Beautiful writing, Patricia. 🙂
Oh, the secrets still locked between those stones!! 🙂 How exciting, the prospect of listening to their whispers, isn’t it 😉
nice job painting such imagery in so few words…
Thank you so much, Jim 🙂
Câteva cuvinte, o poveste minunată. Da, dacă pereții ar putea vorbi…
Asa e! Multumesc,Aura!