Friday Fictioneers – Anchor’s A Way

Very best wishes to Elmo on the newest addition to Clan Fictioneer. Baby D is adorable! As ever, thanks to our gracious hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and thanks to you, my guest, for reading and sharing. Your comments and criticisms are welcome.

Photo Prompt © C. Hase

Anchor’s A Way – 100 Words

I don’t remember any crime, save that of thinking.

I don’t remember riding an anchor to the bottom of this pit. The sky shines yet, a blue disc far above my head. Daily, the sun streaks past, and for the briefest breath I see the light, if only I can bear to raise my eyes.

I hear voices above, distant whispers as elusive as the sun. Do they miss me? Hate me? Are they better off without me?

Until a voiceless whisper floats down along a sunbeam. “Your chain is a ladder.”

I take hold, raise my eyes, and climb.

For more Fictioneers, follow the frog!


16 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Anchor’s A Way

  1. A wonderful study of the role of perspective. I feel that I’m truly in the mind of the narrator, as she despairs, and as she suddenly hears the voice of hope and gains the will to reach upwards. Gorgeous images.


  2. Dear Kimberly,

    I agree with the above comment re your words, ‘your chain is a ladder’. There is so much that can be read into these words and they inform and illuminate your story far out of proportion to their number count. Well done.




Let me know what you think. Constructive Criticism is golden.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s