Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Bradley Harris
The beach was pristine,untouched by humankind for a millennia. I walked slowly down the stretch, watching dolphins play. On the breeze, I heard their chortles of glee as they leapt, spun, and dove. I smiled. I couldn’t help it. Their joy was infectious.
Walking on, my destination growing larger on the horizon. The old ship wreck, still half beached, half buried beneath the waves lapping against its rusted hull. The upper deck now home to hundreds of seagulls who were none to happy at my appearance. Again, I smiled. It was good to see Terra Firma once again teeming with life.
Author’s Note: This week, Omicron is surging fiercely in our area of the country. We have returned to mask wearing, and there are shortages of basic groceries and what is there has inflated in price. Personally, we have lost two Aunts in the last few weeks to Covid, as well as several friends and acquaintances. It is a rough time, and so I thought I’d write something joyful, something that would hopefully transport the reader away from the grimness of reality for a few moments. May you all have a safe and healthy week. My prayers are raising for our great nation and it’s citizens, as well as our world as we live day to day with this “plague” of Covid.