I entered a short story competition that required me to write a 1000 word short story in 48 hours. The story needed to meet three things, a genre (A Ghost Story), a location (An Igloo) and an object (A Coffee Mug). It took me a while to find the right idea and to get it to work in a way I was happy with. But like the last time I entered something similar, I enjoyed the desire to find the story that sparked the right way for me. So, for the sake of creativity, here is 1 of the 24 rejected stories in a 100 word format..
Closed Doors Of Ice
They stare into each other’s eyes, like a desperate impossibility, rational voices no longer a barrage of sounds, as silence is all that lingers.
Within the motionless movements that take place, time itself almost stops, to allow these two beings a moment locked outside of time.
“You,” she finally hisses.
“And you,” he replies.
“We are fools.”
“Follies to his ways.”
“What have we become?” she says softly.
“Ghosts, nothing more or nothing less. We’re everything he wanted us to be, perfect perfection.”
She closes her eyes, and when they reopen, he is gone and she is alone once more.