Witness to the Century
More than one hundred years ago a witch cast a spell and made me part of this building’s facade. From my location, I’ve been a witness to the century.
Early on people would pass in horse drawn carriages and that gave way to horseless contraptions that moved fast along the cobblestones.
Eighty-four years ago I saw a crowd running towards that bank and then a few days later men were jumping out of windows.
During the war, young men in uniform would pass by and often they would be holding tight to their crying sweethearts.
I remember other wars too and all the protests. I suppose there is still more change to come.
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Submitted for Friday Fictioneers. This is a fun writing prompt challenge. Rochelle supplies a photography to guide your writing and the word limit is 100. Give it a try.
That was a great take on the prompt, loved how the other pictures told the ongoing story 🙂
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i really like how you incorporated the images with the words 🙂
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Imagine being witness to all that. He is like the Forrest Gump of stone.
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Yes that is a good analogy. Thanks for reading.
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Dear Mary Ann,
The river keeps on rollin’. Great evocation of times passage and our place in the flow.
Aloha,
Doug
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Dear Maryann,
The way you incorporated the photos is very nice. I liked the move through the centuries. I think you mean eighty-four…you need a y. 😉
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Thanks and also for the heads up on the typo
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A very enjoyable piece, Maryann. I often think of the things my father saw in life between 1909 and 2004. A lot happens in 100 years, especially with the rate at which technology doubles today.
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So true. Thanks for reading.
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Wonderful idea to add pieces of history ,the passing time and changes,witnessed by the head:-)
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Fantastically novel approach.
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Thanks for reading and for your comment.
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So much change to contemplate. I’d like to think our brains are evolving…but fear our mental prowess and technology have evolved just enough to cause the planet’s demise.
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Definitely a rapidly changing world. Thanks for reading and for your comment
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Powerful, poignant and appropriate.
Excellent.
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Interesting take – if walls could talk, eh?
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Yes we would all be in hot water sometimes if they could. Thanks for reading.
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Like it… love the POV on this one.
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Thanks I’m glad you liked it. Thanks for reading and for your comment
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Lovely observations throughout, but I’m struck by: “During the war, young men in uniform would pass by and often they would be holding tight to their crying sweethearts.” The image is haunting, as are the words.
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Thank you. It must have been a very difficult time for so many people. The not knowing if they will return.
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These are observations that should carry on and not be forgotten.. loved the pictures too.
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Really fun post and use of the prompt. It’s so true… if buildings and edifices could talk! I love the use of the other photos to carry us along. I so enjoy participating in this each week… so fun to write, and then read all the great stories! Nice work!
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Thanks. I enjoy this one too.
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