This is the Photo prompt for Madison Woods’s Friday Fictioneers. It is a 100 word story challenge. In the Immortal words of the late Adam Yauch : Check-it-check-it out!
He didn’t heed the warning. Cousin Oyster warned him. He would tuck him in at night with stories of stories. He assured him that the sea doesn’t boil, and pigs don’t have wings. Don’t gather round and listen to those two buffoons. Generations of the Mollusk and Bivalve families have. The Walrus and the Carpenter aren’t to be trusted. The hard-shelled have to feel it to believe it. The work: ignored. The draw of intrigue and fantasy gripped him by the foot, sliced his adductors, protection gone, in one hungry slurp mantle and all were engulfed, home discarded to become a tourist’s necklace.
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Hehe. Very kool.
Nicely done, bringing in the Walrus and the Carpenter.
I like the concept of “stories of stories”. Unfortunately, they did not seem to make an impression on our hapless hero.
I agree: the life of a bivalve is probably full of tragedy! Good take on the prompt. Here’s mine:
http://glossarch.wordpress.com/2012/08/10/that-this-ocean-may-rise-fridayfictioneers/
“The time as come the Walrus said…” Very clever piece. I’m intimate with this poem…or at least was in high school. I played Tweedledee in a production of Alice in Wonderland and had to memorize it. As a hippy-come-of-age I’m intrigued by your conservative hippyism.
http://www.rochelle-wisoff.blogspot.com/2012/08/safe.html
I have always wondered whether I would write stuff like Lewis Caroll, if I got on the opium, like he did. Now that I think of it, Opium by Yves Saint-Laurent is my favourite perfume. Perhaps I should try harder! This was a great take on the prompt. The young seldom heed warnings.