FFfAW 1“Fascinating, isn’t she?” said a voice stirring her thoughts.

The balmy summer breeze is a complete contrast to the humid atmosphere as Maya stared at the Casterly Rock.

“Father.” She smiled.

He stood up on the edge of the balcony’s railing and swung his legs over and sat on it. “I see you fancy the view, eyeing on the still and crisp scenery, a penny for your thought my dear?”

“They said that place was a holocaust. Bones and flesh of the infamous Greyjoy family, butchered and mangled, lay in ashes in the ruins of Casterly Rock. Is it true?” she asked.

“A boy did escape, that, they didn’t know.” He stared. “The boy traveled the vast oceans, learning how to read and write, studying the conduct of chivalry and courtesy, understanding the mysteries of faith, and dressing in silk and velvet. A new man he became but when you look into his eyes the sea will always be there—cold, grey, and brutal.”

“I’d like to meet him in this lifetime.”

“Oh dear, you already did.”

Here’s my 177 word story for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. This week’s photo prompt is provided by TJ Paris. It is actually my first try and I find the dare really fun. 🙂

PS. When I first saw the photo, GoT came into mind in a heartbeat and ,yes, I just have to pep it up.

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