Friday Fictioneers – The Awakening

ff250614‘Wotcha found, boy?’ said Hairy Bob, as his chocolate lab, Mugwump, scrabbled at the roots of an old tree.

Stop!‘ boomed a voice from behind.

Hairy turned to see a man dressed all in white.

‘B…B…Begging yer pardons, S..Sir. My dog here thinks he’s found summit in that tree, and he ain’t never wrong, n..never,’ stuttered Bob.

Be gone!‘ the man demanded.

Only once enough distance had passed did a still shaking Bob pause for a nerve-settling swig of warm whiskey. Braving a furtive glance over his shoulder, the man in white remained by the tree; a woman in white now by his side.

‘Come on boy, let’s get outta here!’


These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

15 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Awakening

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Close. My thoughts were that the man and woman were hibernating within the trees. As Bob arrived it was their time to emerge. Typical of Hairy to stumble upon such an event 🙂

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Nah, no kids. The man and woman were the spirits of the trees, who from time time, come out in human form. Fairly common event round these parts.

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Thanks! This is actually the third time I’ve used Hairy Bob in FF stories, he seems to go down quite well i.e. he will feature again, of that I’m sure.

  1. Nan Falkner

    Dear Paul, I was expecting something different when he peeked over his shoulder – but hey – how much whiskey has he been drinking anyway? Probably should leave the bottle there and go hop on the wagon. Good job, Nan 🙂


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