Flash Fiction: Retmor Manor

Flash Fiction: Retmor Manor

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Lucinda slugged her way through a rocky, undulating pathway to arrive at the hill-top. Stopping to catch her breath, she noted down the exterior of Retmor manor, all the while, cursing her luck for getting the most boring assignment- History of Retmor manor.

It was a ginormous stony rectangular building with high walls and an isolated tower placed at each angle. A narrow metal door led towards the interior of the building and there were no other exits.Β The first floor was bare while the second contained portraits lined across it’s walls. At the far-right corner was the picture of a lady who could pass for “18th century Lucille”. Lucille stared jaw-dropped at the picture, lost for words. She rubbed her eyes, re-affirming it wasn’t in fact a dream.

Just then a male voice boomed all around the mansion, Lucille’s heart quickened and pulse raced. “Don’t be scared, your highness“, the voice said “this is only your destiny“. The color drained from Lucille’s face and all she could think of was “I am so screwed”.


word count: 175. This story is in response to Flash Fiction for aspiring writers photo prompt challenge, hosted by Priceless Joy. Every week, a new photo is released and the participants are required to write a 150 word story (give of take 25). It is so much fun participating named also reading the wonderful stories written by the other writers. Do check out the link above, there is a story for everybody there.

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26 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Retmor Manor

  1. LOL! She got stuck with an assignment she didn’t want. History of Retmore Manor and ended up finding out it was her ultimate destiny. Poor thing, to have a destiny you want no part of. This is a great story Ameena and you made the imagery very clear. (Maybe once she sees the face connected to the voice her mind might change). Thank you for participating with FFfAW challenge! I appreciate you!

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  2. HaHa! Now, it is my turn to laugh after reading yours. I love the ending where she thinks “I am so screwed.” It makes me want to see what ends up happening to her. Well done!

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  3. Hmm, a promising prologue for a historical fiction with a time travel twist. Forgive me, old building with the word history makes my heart smile and my mind racing 12 starts ahead. Lucille is indeed screwed.

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