The Waiting Game

1 Feb

Sunday Photo Fiction – February 1st 2015

Posed skeleton in a shed

Héctor Miedo chanced a glimpse out of the cabin window. ” I know he’s still out there, I can feel it in my bones” he says squinting his good eye to get a better look.

His mates sigh in unison. They have been hiding in this  god – forsaken cabin for centuries now. None of them bold enough to challenge their captain. He was once known to have cleaved a man to his brisket for simply implying that he could perhaps suffer from irrational fears, after all..what danger could the Michelin man actually pose?

“Perhaps” the captain says , his voice quavering, “we can wait a little longer to be sure..”

Just outside the window his nemesis waits patiently …




3 Responses to “The Waiting Game”

  1. David Stewart February 1, 2015 at 7:40 pm #

    Ha, that’s great. I’m glad someone else used the Michelin man in their story, as well as waiting. Looks like we were on the same wavelength.

  2. Priceless Joy February 1, 2015 at 8:40 pm #

    Funny! Waiting for centuries… and Michelin man!

  3. Suzanne Joshi February 7, 2015 at 11:18 am #

    Funny story, Pat. 😀 I never realized what a bad reputation the Michelin Man had. They’re going to be there centuries more if they’re afraid both of their captain and the Michelin Man. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne

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