Friday Fictioneers for March 7.
The challenge: Write a 100-word story inspired by the photo prompt.
Play along by writing your own, reading others and/or commenting on the flashes we fictioneers create.
My piece weighs in this week at 109 words.
The Rock Cutter sculpted his creations miles away from the quarry.
His first masterpiece was Medusa. He carefully crafted each feature of her horrifyingly beautiful face, fashioned each dreadful serpent in her lustrous locks. Next came the Banshee, so lifelike that those who viewed the sculpture could hear her blood-curdling wail.
The Rock Cutter’s collection grew. From hard stone, he coaxed likenesses of Queen Medb, Lilith, Lorelie and Hera. Smaller rocks became harpies and sirens.
When the Rock Cutter died, his work was put on display in the village square. Looking at the sculptures, the quarry owner’s son asked, “Dad, why do all these creatures have my mother’s face?”