The corridor’s lit by a bare bulb, scabs of old paint casting stalactite shadows on the ceiling β the stench of industrial cleaner, of bile and mould, fills him and he knows the bile is his own.
Panic bubbles up from his gut, forcing itself from him in one long animal scream, a noise that terrifies him, that makes him scream louder and longer until his throat is raw and his larynx stutter into silence.
Then he sees it, an arrow cut in the grey wall, a hole in this otherworld intoΒ aΒ familiar one, and he sees his car, still at work where he left it, still part ofΒ a life he canβt return to.
Set in the arrow like a gemstone in a ring is a harp β golden, luminous β and he finally knows heβs ready to let go: breath drifts from his lungs as he follows the sign.
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Written in response to Sonya at Only 100 Words Three Line Tales. See the photo, write a tale in three liness … Only, this is a massive cheat as it’s at least four and probably should me more.
Yes, that’s it, follow the way to the bar :D. I don’t even know if that’s what you mean, but I can’t seem to let go of where I took the photo… Love the idea of being trapped in an otherworld that allows glimpses into normal life!
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Haha! I did get the harp ref (did you visit the factory at some point, then?) but was aiming for something a little more metaphysical. Images from a dying brain. Though a Guinness at such moments would be a terrific way to enter the next world, I’m sure π
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Yes, I’ve been there at least twice. I knew I wanted a Dublin pic because of the date, but I didn’t want to be too obvious… I’m sure most people will pick up on the metaphysical, though π
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I’m told proper Irish Guinness tastes different from the stuff we get here. The water, I guess. A nice, subtle Paddy tribute π
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Are you taking part in Camp NaNo next month? Just signed up to try to kick my own backside into actually writing something other than short stories and blog posts. π
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Yes! Take a look at this, I don’t think the cabin is full yet: https://talesofeneana.wordpress.com/2016/03/11/camp-nanowrimo-whos-in/
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Thanks Sonya, just left a comment for Joy, we’ll see if she’s full yet. Thanks for the invitation π
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Ace π
I’ve been in random cabins and they tend to not be very talkative. Whenever I’ve been in invitation cabins, even though I only knew most people online, they tended to keep chatting throughout the month. Sometimes it’s nice to have a place to have a good old moan π
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Looking forward to it very much. Just hope I can schedule a few posts first so I don’t drive myself crazy trying to do it all. The other half has been warned and has made supportive noises – let’s see if he’s saying the same at the end of April!
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I think I’ll have to change my schedule in April β a month of haiku maybe so I can focus on Scarlett… Yes, but I’m looking forward to it, too π
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Very good idea. Not so hot on Haikus myself, so I’ll have to do some very flash flash to get a reasonable number of posts done. Sqeaky bum time. π
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Yes, I should really write some in advance, too π
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I must try – Easter Hols start next Thursday, though which means pre-teen boy at home, though I’m sure if I let him online while I am I’ll get to write a few posts π
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Wonderfully done! Meet me at that bar!
Frank
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Haha! Thank you – mine’s a large one if you get there before me π
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Ace, lush, spot on, top hole, outstanding, vivid, perfect — you name the superlative, that’s what this interpretation is.
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You’re very kind Chris. Thank you so much π
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Nice one Lynn – yet another triumph!
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Ah, thank you Jane! You’re very, very kind – as usual! π
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Beautiful! I felt like I was walking through those corridors myself!
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Thank you Sonali! Let’s hope he finds his way π
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