On the Way Down

Today’s Friday Flash Fiction post is my take on the photo prompt provided by Madison Woods. Visit her website    http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/  and find links to other Friday Flash Fiction stories from authors around the globe.

On the Way Down
Uh, oh. This is gonna hurt.
Slapped in the face by that sad realization that there’s no way I can catch myself. Mother earth is fast approaching.  
Arms flailing, cries of desperation pierce the forest in a long, deep moan of slow motion agony. I close my eyes and brace for the inevitable. My nose plows a furrow in the moldy loam beneath the leaves. Instinctively, I look around to see if anyone saw me fall.
What caused me to trip? All I can find is a broken mushroom. No greenbriar, no grapevine, not even an Indian powder-puff.
Stupid mushroom!

6 Comments on “On the Way Down

  1. Russell, at first I thought you were writing an ominous, frightening tale, full of tension. And, I guess you were . . . until I got to the ending and saw that your character tripped over a mushroom. Then, I had to laugh. Good one again!


  2. You are the funny one. No one can trip on a mushroom! But you have to blame the nearest, funniest thing! Our prompt. Delightful.At least the loam looked soft.Lindaura


  3. Faires put those mushrooms in our way so we can trip and fall. And while laying spread-eagle on the ground we can comptempate the meaning of life and realize we should slow down and smell the roses. hahhha. Do you believe that one, Russell?Loved it!


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