Relic – Friday Fictioneers – 11/23/12

Good afternoon. It’s time for Friday Fictioneers. Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting and to Joyce Johnson for the intriguing photo.

The challenge is to write a story or a poem of 100 words or less, relating to the prompt. Your participation is always welcome. Please feel free to give it a try. For more stories from the Fictioneers, click here.

Copyright-Joyce Johnson

Relic (101)

It took forever to get it through customs. He let it sit nestled in a corner for weeks once we got it home. He told me he would remove it from the box in due time. When he finally extracted it, he mounted it in a corner facing west. He knelt before it every morning and whispered to it.

If I was alone and looked at the face long enough, its eyes opened and followed me around the room. This morning, I noticed the finger changed position and pointed in the opposite direction.

As I drew nearer, it taunted, “Touch me.”

62 thoughts on “Relic – Friday Fictioneers – 11/23/12

  1. Yes, I remember saying that once and I wound up in jail for the next three months. Although I wasn’t as handsome as this dude.
    Interesting how your story seems incomplete, but yet is complete. It stops at just the right moment. Good effect!


  2. Oh, I’d totally touch it.
    No problem.
    Of course then I’d probably let out a comically high-pitched scream and dive under the couch… but… you know… details.
    (Fascinating tale, B.F – nicely done)!


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