The Cost – Alastair’s Photo Fiction 19May2013

Alastair’s Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge to produce flash fiction from a photo prompt. The word limit is 150 words but actually it isn’t a strict limit. Alastair claims the Word Police will not arrest anyone for “dangerous prolixity,” but to be on the safe side I’ve limited myself to merely pushing the envelope. Alastair supplies the images and the rest of us have the fun of writing a story about it. Anyone is invited to join. My story begins after the image. The challenge may be found here: http://alastairsphotofiction.wordpress.com/2013/05/19/photo-fiction-sunday-19th-may-2013/

Genre: Horror
Word Count: 150

Copyright: Alastair Forbes

Mortimer sighed. “Another useless heirloom, Kenrick?”

“Not at all, sir,” said Kenrick, setting the box before Mortimer.

Mortimer ignored the decorative knotwork. Callously, he threw open the box and withdrew a blackened and wrinkled hand. “What good is this to this bankrupt estate, Kendrick?” He gestured with the hand. “This estate, that should have made me money, hmm?”

“It is the preserved hand of a Celtic sorcerer, sir. The previous Lord Hinton used it successfully but…”

“Used it how?” Interrupted Mortimer. “Did he just think ‘money’ and it appeared out of…?” Mortimer stopped when he noticed the pile of gold coins before him.”

“It works rather well, sir,” said Kenrick. “But there is a cost.”

Mortimer ignored him, shouting “Money!” and creating piles of gold around the room.

One hour later, the sorcerer’s hand lay upon a pile of bones, surrounded by gold coins.

“Nothing left but to retire,” sighed Kenrick.

About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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26 Responses to The Cost – Alastair’s Photo Fiction 19May2013

  1. Alastair says:

    Haha .. There is always a cost and the greedy ones never listen 😀 I love this

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  2. Lyn says:

    A nice twisted variation of the Midas touch 🙂

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yup. There would’ve been a Dorian Grey aspect too, but I didn’t have enough words and Mortimer wasn’t interested in hearing the instructions. “When all else fails, read the bloody manual.”

      Thanks much for the visit!

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  3. nightlake says:

    He is like greedy Midas..nicely done

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  4. misskzebra says:

    It’s interesting to think about what would be worth paying the price for. Obviously not until death, but what would you literally give your left arm for?

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    • EagleAye says:

      That’s the problem with Mortimer. He didn’t stop to ask the price for what he got. The price is that he aged, but he did so much in so little time, by the time the effects kicked in, he was nothing but bones. Magic usually comes with a cost.

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  5. A nice little turn; very well done. And here I thought the box contained tea.

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  6. Excellent tale, very well told.
    Most enjoyable.
    And a moral, to boot!

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  7. emmylgant says:

    Great short! The old cliche “The butler did it” was nicely skirted. Most satisfactory little read, bravo.

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  8. julespaige says:

    Distructions… that’s what we call ’em. Last resorte. After all wouldn’t want the guys in our house to have their ‘Man Cards’ revoked. Instructions, directions… must be a guy thing 🙂

    I was thinking that some of the coins…had teeth…like like those nasty little fish. Me thinks the butler knew just what he was doing…and left without a single coin, or the hand. And even if he wasn’t shouting with glee, being a good restraint English butler – his brain was screaming ‘I’m free’.

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    • EagleAye says:

      Exactly. You could lose your ‘man card’ easily if insisting on instructions. That’s why married men live longer. Women are always demanding the instructions be read. 😉

      Mortimer “was” shouting with glee on the inside, but there were no teeth on these coins. He lived quite an easy life afterwards. Did he know what he was doing? Hmm. I’ll leave that up to your imagination.

      Thanks much for stopping to comment!

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  9. Great read! Love your take on greed!

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