Five Sentence Fiction: Frozen

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FROZEN

The castle is dark, damp, and empty; skeletons lay in different corners, minding their orders to never move from their spot unless they were told so by the king.

The final farewell was bittersweet as the young woman walked passed each one, breathing in the mold and horror of each one’s remains on the ground, she wondered if  they ever found peace on the other side?

As the others walked inside, writing down little notes of what they saw inside, she felt a hole in her heart as the reason why these men were lying there all around them, trapped in their cages forever, they were only trying to protect her from the King’s mistress, who seeked revenge on everybody inside the castle, even the King’s young daughter.

She still bares the memories of the hell she went through as the young knights drove her out of the kingdom so long ago, they were just following the King’s orders, only trying to give her a new life as that’s what she deserved, she didn’t deserve to die like the rest.

Decades later, the castle still stood strong against the evil and harsh weather conditions, for once she no longer felt the evil that she witnessed when she was a young girl; she followed a bunch of little girls inside her old bedroom, she felt like crying, but the tears wouldn’t escape from her eyes, then the touch of a hand on her shoulder released them and she broke down and turned around to see a picture of her father and the look of his face said he was proud that his daughter was alive and well, as she walked away from the rooms all of the bones from the knights started to disappear and turn to ash, they could finally rest in peace.

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2 thoughts on “Five Sentence Fiction: Frozen

  1. It makes me think of how it would be to visit the Holocaust museum or one of the sites where the atrocities took place. There are certainly ghosts in these places, and memories which none of us should ever be allowed to forget.

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