Friday Fictioneers – The Firewalker

ff030914I’d never seen a real Maharajah before, but he looked about right: the orange turban, straggly beard of grey and white – the small, mysterious scar underneath his left eye. The audience at the county fair held it’s breath as the stranger from another world walked slowly up and down the white-hot coals.

It was a week later that the men came to fix the shingle on our barn. Through the fly-screen I watched as their boss chatted to my father. His straggly beard and scar looked familiar. The rusty van parked out front said ‘Patel’s Roof Repairs’, but heck, he sure was a spit of the Miraculous Maharajah of Murkajee.
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These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

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18 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Firewalker

  1. wmqcolby

    Good story!
    I have seen this happen once before where a guy from the middle east (not a maharajah but a rich family, nevertheless) came to America and did construction work for my family’s house! Seems he didn’t want to marry the woman his family selected, so he ducked out.

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  2. Nan Falkner

    Dear Paul, The Miraculous Maharajah of Murkajee. who can walk on the coals and has a scar under his left eye. Oh my, what a delicious imagination you have. Really, great! You are so clever with your descriptions of the whole scene – You are so talented. Nan

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  3. siobhanmcnamara

    It’s like that moment when you realise the circus trapeze artist is also the person in the circus ticket booth and the clowns are out back having a smoke and chatting to each other in perfectly normal voices without the need for mime …
    Well told 🙂

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