Upon exiting the pitch-black darkened forest, an odd edifice leapt into our view.
A welcomed reprieve, was the fading daylight, from our haunted disoriented wandering. It felt like the relief from removing of a blindfold.
The vacant manicured grounds shouted, “TRESSPASSERS!”.
Desperate to get back to camp, we left a note, and borrowed a small rowboat docked on the lake beyond.
The boat complained, “THIEVES!”
The lights of the campground grew brighter as we approached the opposite shore.
We looked at each other feeling foolish about forgetting our flashlights.
At last, the full moon rose and uttered, “Follow me, MORONS!”.
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48 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers 10-1-21~ Critical Surroundings”
Inanimate objects directing and accusing humans. That’s an interesting idea.
Their own consciences may be part of this too! Thanks Linda.
During a full moon, even inanimate matter and nature can by nasty
Or bluntly truthful. LOL
That occurred to me, that it was a nasty conscience come alive
Nobody likes a rude moon! That satellite will have to mend its ways
Well, it was feeling “full” of itself because it was “that time of the month”. 😀
Deeply appreciate your praise. Thank-you.
Oh lawdy! There is no feeling like being alone in wilderness after dark with no source of light (nor the other nine essentials). And yes, everything talks to you and all the eyes can see you. Fool, indeed. Well done!
I can tell you’ve been there too. LOL
Long story, but oh yes. I’m sure I’ve written about it. I was alone. What was I thinking?
Entertaining story, Susan 🙂
Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it!
“An odd edifice,” huh? These really are lost souls. No wonder their consciences are screaming overtime! 😅 You really capture the sense of reprieve though, of coming out of oppressive darkness into light. Knowing you’re safe again.
Thanks Dora. You’re insightful. 😉
I try. :>)
“Follow me morons” — hahaha, yes.
Nature’s messages are never sugarcoated. 😉
A pitch-black forest and no torch – yeeks!
It’s a terrifying scenario, I agree! Thanks.
Loved the style of this. Well done.
Thank-you, Sandra. 😊
Delightfully different Susan, nice one!
A thumbs up from you, is humbling. Thanks. 😊
That was fun, talking subconscious surroundings, unique.
I’m so pleased that it made you smile! 😊
I love this take, Susan! Fun stuff.
😁 Yay! Fun is my favorite thing!
A fun story. Well done.
‘Fun’ is a favorite comment to a sillyfrog! 🤣❤
sounds like they are not country folk and easily disorientated in life.
Perhaps, this was a wakeup call? Thanks for commenting. I agree that country folk are more grounded. 😉
The title says it all 😉 Critical surroundings indeed. Fun stuff.
Thank you Rochelle.
It was fun. 🤣
it looks they were escapees from the mental insitution. they should enjoy their freedim while it lasted. 🙂
LOL… They seem harmless to everyone but themselves. Thanks!
A very clever and entertaining story. I love the way you wrote it, Susan! I hear inanimate objects shouting at me all of the time for the silly things I do. =)
😊 I appreciate your comment Brenda. [I understand what you mean about inanimate objects. Their so critical! 😁]
Forgetting their flashlights could have been a critical mistake. Nice oblique take on the prompt.
Well, seeing that I very often talk TO inanimate objects (and Luna, who may well NOT be inanimate, seeing how she likes to play tug with the tides …), it makes sense to me that they’d, at last, sometimes, reply … 😉
😊 Thanks! I’ve oft anthropomorphized inanimate objects.
🙂 They ARE listening to everything we say, you know. I’ve long been told of walls with ears … 😉