Little wonder we stumble in life.

Friday Fictioneers – Wicked


He was an ancient creature, living in a ghost world parallel to our own.

He envied the ghosts that stayed behind, tied to the earth by mourners, so loved that they were trapped. He was alone in his envy. He was surrounded by shadows, longing to return to the world of the living.

He watched them in his bowl of liquid silver, tempted every moment, longing for a world he could touch.

He dived in…

But he didn’t belong here. His face froze in the bowl, halfway between two worlds, waiting to be touched again, waiting to enter their forbidden world.

Prompt from the Friday Fictioneers.


Author: littlewonder2

I'm 25, and I blog to improve my writing; I want to be good enough to be published. I also studied Japanese when I was younger. Luckily, I'll be able to continue those studies along with Creative Writing next year in University.

3 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Wicked

  1. Oh, I liked your creepy answer to how the face came to be on the wall like that.

  2. ‘so loved that they were trapped’ Nice imagery in this story for me, LW.

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