Perfection in symmetry

“Symmetry´s perfection”, she once said, “and there’s a single Minotaur”.

At first we tiptoed; imagining his heavy footsteps..
There were moments when we caught a whiff of predator.
There were nights when we were observed by slanted eyes.

We sustained; we found our way through mazes the priestess called our galaxy in symmetry of crisscrossed corridors. Through night and day with food provided we explored.

We were alive but couldn’t cure our lunacy, One by one my fellow travellers succumbed and ran screaming down a corridor to meet the Minotaur.

I’m left alone. Please predator, I’m ready to be preyed.

The picture today made me think of something mystic or supernatural, I imagined a maze which made me think of the Minotaur and the legend of the maze that Daedalus built, and I imagined some kind of expedition sent into that maze.

Friday Fictioneers is a great group of bloggers under supervision of our mother reverend Rochelle. Each week some of the internet’s best author gather around the same picture to write a story in 100 words.



September 28, 2016

66 responses to “Perfection in symmetry

      • Yeah, it might be better to go first and get it over with than have to watch everyone else get whacked off, one after the other, and me be the last one standing. 😛 Fear and anticipation about what might be coming next is the worst pain, I’m sure.

  1. Great take on the prompt, I love the growing tension as they go mad one by one. I had a similar response to the prompt and went with a mystic maze type thing too.

  2. Watching all your friends being eaten, being trapped in a labyrinthe with no escape, constantly in fear … Yep, I can see why you’d pray to be eaten! Nicely atmospheric twist on the myth.

  3. Excellent observation. The picture does give off a sense of a supernatural thriller. Something that an entity would go after a human and cause them to go crazy mad. I love this poem and the prompt challenge you did is amazing. 🙂

  4. Scary, as he watches the others devoured one by one. For some reason I also read this as patients in a mental institution, with the priestess representing the psychiatrist and the minotaur their darkest fear…

  5. I love that line ‘I’m ready to be preyed,’ Obviously it’s spelled it goes with the predator idea, but I also like that it can be read as ‘prayed’ – that he needs help. Lovely.

  6. My first impression, when looking at the photo, was corridors of a clean mind (perhaps Mother Teresa’s). Then I thought of my own, which would resemble a hoarder’s warehouse with only tiny aisles between mountains of junk.

    I like where you went with this. Very imaginative.

  7. I loved the line ‘We were alive but couldn’t cure our lunacy.’ I guess he did in the end. After being left alone it would be a bittersweet end.

  8. What a great idea to link the old stories to a dream-like adventure. And what I like most is the running from the predator until it becomes meaningless and facing the scary is the only way out that remains. Very much like many situations in life.

  9. This is great! I really enjoyed this, Bjorn. I like how you envisioned the maze and how everyone got tied into the crisscross symmetry. They must all be so confused. It’s no wonder they got eaten. I still hope the last one remaining fights! Never give up, right?

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