Sunday Photo Fiction – June 19th 2016

The idea of Sunday Photo Fiction is to create a story / poem or something using around about 200 words with the photo as a guide.



“Well, Yorick, any suggestions?”

“I had some ten hours back, but obviously they were wrong.”  Never had a skull spoken with such sarcasm and loathing (since last time we’d had this discussion.) It was becoming far too regular for my tastes.

I sighed. Cast him in one play and he never allows me to forget. I turned from my work table to scowl at him.

“That’s not helpful.”

“I never swore to be helpful.”


He would have rolled his eyes if possible. It wasn’t, so I stole the chance to do the same to him.

“You’d be nothing without me.”

“True.  I’d have a peaceful, quiet, life.”

“Humph. Nobody listens to the skull.”

“This surprises you why?”

Unintelligible mumble.

Silence surrounded me except for the scratching of pen across paper. It was a game we played; who can hold out longest.

He broke first; his ego didn’t allow anything else. “You can’t have Oberon do that in Act 3.”

“Why not?”

“Because of what he does in Act 4.”

A scramble through pages. “Oh.” He was right. As always.

“Like I said, Bill, you’d be nothing without me.”

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