Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, death, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...

THE LION AND THE MOUSE

This is a story of a mighty lion who chased a tiny mouse—a slip of a rodent with little meat on his bones. But the lion who thinks much of himself, roars and pounces and shakes its golden mane more for theatrics than anything else. The lion’s massive paws eat up the ground in chase. The mouse scurries, looking for cover. Ahead is a small opening in a stone wall. The lion launches at the mouse, a nightmare made of fur and yellow-toothed snarl. The mouse slips into the hole, into the safety of darkness. The lion hammers the wall, his form bursts through to the other side, morphing into the very stone he shatters. A mighty statue with a gaping maw and a silent throat.
 
Now, every day before dusk, the mouse perches on top of the lion’s stone muzzle, cleaning its paws and smiling as if to say, “those who roar loudly and foolishly will be silenced. Don’t you forget, it is the meek who inherit the earth—or at the very least, a broken wall.”

Postcard-sized flash fiction about the things we think we know about others, life, alien abduction, and everything in between. And it all starts with an image...
4 Comments
  • Michelle Sampson
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    Clever, my friend, very, very clever!!

    January 30, 2020 at 12:53 pm
  • ‘Tis a valuable lesson…As always, love the content Carm! Saw the story (in my mind) in full Technicolor! 🙂

    January 30, 2020 at 2:05 pm

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