Saturday, November 26, 2016

The Way Out

Copyright © C E Ayr

Only when she was leaving did she notice it.  A nondescript wooden door that was painted a shade of purple, it stood in a corner wedged between the crenelated stone walls. 

A metallic chain was stretched between the walls as if to indicate that the door was out of bounds.

“A door would have been nice”, she thought, casting her mind to all those days when the only entrance she knew was the window.

She touched her hair and felt a twinge of remembered pain.  She thought to herself, “Oh Rapunzel all that pain!  How did you miss this door?”

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Written for Friday Fictioneers Word Count : 100

 A mysterious door guards a portal to another universe.  In this case it is a path to the stories by the other writers, to open the door with them this week click here.  

6 comments :

  1. Dear Subroto,

    What a pity she didn't see the door. It might have saved her a lot of neck and back pain. ;) Good twist on an old favorite.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Ah if only logic was involved. Thanks for your comments Rochelle.

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  2. Ha... that was fun, all that pain... and darn the stupid knight who couldn't find the door.

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    1. One way to check her commitment maybe ;-) Thanks for your comments Björn.

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  3. I agree with Bjorn. Maybe the night was near-sighted. :)
    Russell

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    1. Risky manoeuvre. Had slipped he would have had a few nights in shining plaster. Thanks for your comments Russell.

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