Friday Fictioneers – Final Approval

ff270515Silence filled the square. Even the normally blusterous rooftop pigeons appeared hushed into reverence.

The Great Leader was known to be in failing health, yet to those bowing and curtseying he was still a great, immortal God – the one true father of his nation.

At the podium, a supported, trembling arm reached out to pull the cord. The velvet cover slid to the ground. All eyes now focussed on their Leader.

A weak smile; a gentle nod of the head.

Restrained applause rippled through the invited crowd, while, somewhere unseen, a sculptor wiped the sheen of sweat from a relieved brow.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge. 

10 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Final Approval

  1. Margaret

    Wonderful images here. I love the phrase ‘blusterous rooftop pigeons’, the reverent crowd and the trembling arm. It all works really well. And a weak smile and gentle nod is all the sculptor needed. I can imagine his relief in such a dangerous environment.

  2. gahlearner

    Leaders with failing health (mentally or otherwise) are the most dangerous, as we can read every day on the news. I love the way you constructed this, the oppressive atmosphere comes through perfectly. I was relieved with the sculptor when there was a gentle nod. Even the pigeons may have relaxed a bit.


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