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Friday, June 18, 2010

Flash Fiction Friday 6-18-10: "Glasnost"

(Source image: "Moscow Girl" by Igor Vasiliadis.)

The silence was shot with tension. I paced back and forth before her like a tiger seeking a way out of its cage, but in truth seeking only a way to break this frozen crust of wordlessness that divided us.

For her part, she regarded me unblinking through a haze of blue smoke, motionless except when her hand brought her cigarette to her lips, or returned it to where she let the ashes fall carelessly on the chair's arm.

“You do speak English, right?” I inquired, acidly.

Finally she deigned to respond. “Da,” she said, the hard consonant clipped off precisely.

Oh, very funny indeed, I thought. “Then you do know what I'm saying.”

She nodded, and shifted in the chair, uncrossing and recrossing her legs. Her coat spread open to reveal some truly astounding cleavage, the first hint of the fabulous body I knew lay beneath.

“Very well. How about this – what did you do for a living there?”

“I was …. prostitute,” she said, calmly, stating a fact.

Being kind hadn't gotten me anywhere. Perhaps being cruel might.

“Then why don't you show me some fucking gratitude and get that coat off?” I snarled, the bitterness showing more than I wanted it to.

She rose gracefully and the coat slipped off her slim shoulders, pooling on the floor. And with it went the last of her sullenness. She stood proudly, breasts firm and high, nipples tight, shoulders back, chin lifted with pride, not defiance. She was a vision and she knew it.

“Unearthly,” I said, the catch in my voice betraying my sudden loss of control. She stepped close, arms going around me, mouth finding mine for a savage kiss. The Iron Curtain had well and truly fallen.

Your challenge for today was to use the picture above and write a flash fiction of 100-300 words. Because the word count was so lenient, I threw in a key phrase to include:  "...the Iron Curtain had well and truly fallen".   Nobody's checking on either count, not really, but you're only cheating yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're doing it to earn a spanking (in which case, see me after class).

The following people pitched in this week. Why not go see how they handled the Iron Curtain theme?

Luna Mauvaise:
W.:   (new this week, please go say howdy and welcome)
Diable Incarne:
Sephani Paige:   (Sephani is also hosting the entry for Schiavo, a friend and reader who doesn't have a journal of her own).

Check back here on Monday for the next challenge! And, as always, if you've got any photos or artwork you'd like to see used, or perhaps a theme, pass it along to me.

-- PB


nilla said...


Well done! The tension was perfect.
The frustration was palpable.
The promise, unspoken, unwritten, was there.

i adore your writing.

the week you have "chosen words" and i didn't have time to participate? Please say you will require this again? Purty please?


Soren said...

Loved the concept of the required phrase. Made everything much more interesting.

The buildup in this piece is great, as well as the hints at a back story. Can't wait for next week's!

Happy FFF!


The Panserbjørne said...

Nilla: Thanks for the kind words! And yes, the "key phrase" thing seems to have gone over well with most participants, so it'll be there next week too.

Soren: People seem to have responded well to that "key phrase" thing, so I'll stick with it for the time being. I'm glad you liked the backstory bits; longer pieces do let me put in the background I love so much.

-- PB

Anonymous said...

I was having mixed feelings to your FFF post, until I googled the title of your post LOL. (a bit of knowledge can help in understanding...)

Can't wait to see what the challenge will be next week. :)

netsfan_44 said...

excellent job as always ... glad you enjoyed mine also ... and loved including a phrase ... I knew what I was going to write as soon as I read it ... it helped !