FRIDAY FICTIONEERS hosted by the doyenne of charming historical fiction Rochelle at
PHOTO PROMPT © Danny Bowman
By Neel Anil Panicker
Ever since Arushi died, it seems he’s lost it.
Barren lands, the ominous skies above, the whistling of the westerly winds, the scary feel of giant lizards creeping through tattered jeans, the slow burning of his battered half baked soul ___he wants to experience all this, and then some more.
“Could you leave a forwarding address, someway we can keep in touch”, concerned, they gently asked.
He doesn’t honour them with a reply.
Guess, they understand. His sister recently gone, swallowed by cancer, and add to that Liza’s betrayal.
His cup of woes overflows, they aver.
Unmindful, he moves ahead, though unsure if can ever move on.
©neelanilpanicker2017 #FF #99words #gettinglost