Thought I’d lead with the same thing I make my kids shout after hearing a loud thump from somewhere in the house.
I’ve been away for a long time with various messy life things, so was thrilled to the see the lovely Rochelle still flying the fictioneer flag. Therefore, I decided it was about time I popped in to say hello with my offering for this weeks Friday Fictioneers,
Lovely to see some familiar faces and many new ones. I’m looking forward to reading everyone’s work again. It’s been far too long.
If anyone would like to have a go, click the link above. Every week Rochelle picks a photo prompt and all you need to do is write a story, no longer than 100 words, and submit. Don’t forget to click the frog and add your link so everyone can see where you are.
This weeks photo was supplied by Roger Bultot.
Happy writing , and hope you enjoy my story.
If you’d like to read any of the other stories from this prompt, find them here.
Kali stroked the thin white lines.
“What are these strange markings?”
“The old language.” Her sister pointed to the scrawl above her head. “Look, this one says War.”
Kali listened as her sister translated the others. Almost no-one in the New Kingdom understood the old language anymore.
“It’s kind of beautiful – in a primitive way.” Kali picked up a ripe pear and breathed in its syrupy scent.
“Language is constantly evolving. One day people will say the same about code.”
Kali stifled a giggle. “Not a chance, code will always exist.”
Her sister smiled. “I’m sure, once they thought the same about words.”