Because I had already written my “Friday Fictioneers” story of the week, I didn’t add this one in. But, I realized here was my chance to use my favorite scene in almost all of moviedom and I had to take it. I hope the Goddess of Flash Fiction can forgive me.
PHOTO PROMPT © Björn Rudberg
Jill and Sam skipped down the path, ignoring the “Do Not Pass” sign standing on sticks.
Around the bend was a rocky bridge between the mountains. It was foggy there.
As they crossed, a group came into view. The tallest, a bearded man in a flowing robe stepped forward and slammed a walking stick into the ground.
“You Shall NOT Pass!” he yelled, lightning flicking from the stick.
“Sam! Why are you red and have a tail,” Jill nearly screamed.
“Don’t know. Also, can’t figure out why I wanna take a swing at the old geezer!”
* If you just HAVE to read the 1st official story for Friday Fictioneers – > here
Namaste,
Scott
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