On this election Sunday, I’m afraid there isn’t much chance of thinking about anything else. This is for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt
From the safety of the forest eaves they peered out into the morning, calm and misty blue after the night of storms. The strand stretched shiny-smooth to the distant breakers, their rise and fall the only movement in the stillness. Though they strained their ears, all they heard was the distant crash and hiss of the waves.
“Do you see a færing?” Una asked, shading her eyes to search among the dunes for a sign of a beached craft.
Fiachra shook his head. “Too late. We wouldn’t be safe on the ocean in any ship now. See that?” He pointed to the strange trench that curved sinuously across the strand to where it slid into the water to be engulfed by the flow of the tide. “Can’t you smell the stench of corruption?”
Una’s hand flew to her mouth and her eyes opened wide in horror. “I thought it was only a nightmare that we left behind with the informers and the outlaws.”
Fiachra gritted his teeth. “It is a nightmare, but it has followed us.”
“It can’t be!”
“It is though. What other loathsome creature would drag itself from the depths to crush the light of hope?”
“Marine,” Una whispered.
I’ve been thinking of you today. Hope Marine creatures are left adrift at sea, and the swamp monsters here join them.
I’m writing the novel, and the swamp creatures and marine monsters are going to be blasted off the face of the earth.
YAYYYYY!
I saw it in a vision…
. . .oh, and did a Star Man zap them with his brilliance?
Something like that 🙂
Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
Thank you!
I thought this was an excellent response, Jane.
Thanks Robbie 🙂 The nightmare is real though. Crossing fingers the beast is destroyed by the electors in the next round.
Thought of you as soon as I read about the election results. Here’s to blasting all monsters off the face of the earth! I will be thinking of you again in two weeks. May all the monsters be gone.
They will. But there’ll be a certain amount of civil unrest probably from both extremes. That’s France for you. Chaotic.
Try being a British citizen with a US Citizen for a husband and both wanting to live out the rest of our lives in France. Nightmare indeed.
She shall not pass…Let’s hope Macron is up to snuff.
I have my tootsies crossed!
He can’t be worse than Hollande et mille fois better than that awful woman. And I realise I wrote half of that in French. My brain is in compote today.
She needs to be nuked along with Maggie May in Britain and that ghastly orange buffoon in the US. We call him Macaron which endears me to him instantly!
What I find attractive about him is that he was the brilliant student, the literary star who married his drama teacher though she was 24 years older than him and left a husband and three children to do it. He’s passionate and he does things emotively. He must be better than the Rhine Maiden.
You echo my feelings exactly. My youngest daughter has been staying with us and is now his biggest fan on account of pretty much the précis you give there
Some of the nasty snide tweets (in English it has to be said) made about his ‘grandmother’ etc make me angry. I haven’t seen that attack made in French, I’m pleased to say.
Extraordinary how childish prejudices prevail and I am afraid that Social Media in general and Twitter in particular are a fertile field for spiteful remarks.
I was nauseated by the revolting antisemitic comments made yesterday about holocaust memorial day. Childish in the propos, but dangerous because if that’s they way people’s brains really function (or don’t) we are doomed as a caring species. This morning Christine Boutin (CHRISTIAN Democrat founder & leader is calling for Christians to vote Le Pen. As if Macron is some kind of Marxist Trotskyist Antichrist!
Sickening
It’s depressing.
Indeed
They’re all worse, but some are worser than others. And still more agony to come…(K)
Another two weeks of waiting, then five years until the next bash.
I don’t know which I enjoyed more, your wonderful story or the political banter in the comments.
We live in frightening times. People seem so careless about everyone else. I don’t know what’s wrong with us.
It’s definitely not the world we grew up in.
People speak up more and aren’t so deferential. Unfortunately many of them don’t know what they’re talking about…
That is so true, and even more so, they don’t take the time to understand who they are voting for.
Or work out the consequences…