Friday, 24 October 2014

No Adulation #FFF @MichaelaRhua

Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday. 

Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.

No Adulation.

The show was over. The audience gone. She wiped the last of the stage makeup off and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Who are you? Your face is familiar, like a memory stuck in time. I used to know you, before all this. She scanned the room, flowers, cards and champagne; gifts of adulations. The door creaked opened slowly and he came closer. A tug of the strings loosened her corset and her dress begins its slow slide down to the floor.
Now would begin another performance. There would be no adulation. Only the brand of ownership.

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