Friday Fictioneers – Ice

(Author’s note: Was gone last week, due to issues related to work. I hope to be a bit more consistent when I finally get myself into my own place again, instead of having to drive 45 minutes from work to get home. Anyhow, here’s special music to go along with today’s Fictioneers…)

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© Prior House

Ice

by Miles H. Rost

Another morning, another bucket of ice.

It didn’t matter what happened, Juanita always had to bring a bucket of ice upstairs to her employer’s chambers.

She knocked twice. That usually woke him up.

After a minute, she opened the door to his cavernous bedroom, overlooking the Pacific Ocean. She brought the ice over to the bed, and pulled the comforter off him.

A sea of black, purple, and blue caused her to gasp.

She reached down, trying to wake him up. The moment her fingers hit his skin, she recoiled.

He was as cold as the ice she brought in.

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Friday Fictioneers – When It Rains…

Here’s today’s work. Make sure you watch the video at the end…

 

copyright Madison Woods

When It Rains…

by Miles H. Rost

“The rain’s sure coming down today,” Kimiko said, flatly.

“Yep. Haven’t seen a downpour like this since the 2004 Hiroshima Superstorm,” Yomi remarked, with no expression on her face.

They watched as Gina, one of their friends, joined them on the steps of the old shrine, under the cover of the ornate building.

“Alright, I got the bucket.”

Kimiko’s face did not change one bit.

“What’s with the spigot?”

“Well, we catch the water, and we take only what we need.”

“…”

“Did I overthink it too much?”

“Yep.”

Gina sat down, the flat looks of the others slowly melding into her own face.

And they sat there for the entire day, watching their rain bucket fill up.