Friday Fictioneers

 

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In the mansion beyond the red brick wall fires crackled, tables groaned with food and servants fetched and carried. Daily, footmen prepared the master’s carriage for his visit to the factory where he walked between clanging machines, his loyal workers stooping as he passed.

Days were good back then.

Five scruffy urchins played in the dust whilst their mother prepared scraps of food. If her husband caught enough rats today, he’d earn a shilling with which to buy more food tomorrow. Soon their eldest son would be six and strong enough to sweep the chimneys of the mansion beyond the red brick wall.

Days were dark back then.

 

ronda-del-boccioThanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Ronda Del Boccio for the picture. 

77 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers”

  1. Hi Keith – yes it’s interesting how life has changed, yet hasn’t … now there’s more opportunity for more rats, as well as for clambering out of the hell hole … equally there should be more opportunity for people with privilege, or with enough to consider and remember others. Great story telling though – really ‘impaled’ the values … cheers Hilary

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  2. Hi Keith! Very clever take on the prompt! I’ve come by to let you know WEP has joined with the Insecure Writers Support Group which will lead us to bigger and better things. If you’re interested in expanding your readership, please pop by the WEP site and see if the current prompt, CHANGE OF HEART gets your heart pumping!

    Denise

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  3. wel I just so happened to write about darkness related to work – but more present day –
    and how extra nice to red your take here. It really reminds us to be grateful (or can have that message)

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