Switching Angles – “Trespassers Beware”

This Friday I decided to boldly go where few bloggers have gone before! I attempted to write one flash fiction piece that met the requirements of this week’s Flash! Friday Challenge and also met the requirements of this week’s Writing 201 Challenge.

For Flash! Friday, we were given up to 160 words to write a tale based on the fascinating painting below that incorporated the concept of “freedom” in some way.

For Writing 201, we were challenged to spice up our writing by approaching a piece from a different angle. As the idea of a time-travel story popped into my head for the Flash! Friday Challenge, I decided that instead of telling the story from the girl’s perspective (my natural inclination), I’d try and tell it from the perspective of the ocean, with its timeless existence and powerful rage.

Miranda - The Tempest Painting
Miranda — The Tempest. Painting by John William Waterhouse, 1916. Public Domain Photo.

Trespassers Beware


The sea furiously lashed at the girl’s unconscious face with its brutal spray, watching smugly as she started. Her eyes were groggy, disoriented. Then, with a flash of realization, she whooped delightedly.

This brought the grey water to a churning rage. It didn’t know who she was, but it did know that beautiful women do not simply materialize out of thin air. It knew she didn’t belong here.

She plucked a digital chronometer from her waist-pouch and checked its readings. 07-25-1609. “I made it!” she laughed. Her brow furrowed. “But where did this storm come from?”

Crashing waves laughed mercilessly. With a bellowing roar, ocean gales ripped the mast from a floundering ship and hurled it into her. The chronometer – her only way home – was hopelessly smashed.

She clutched her heart. “Why?” she screamed into the biting wind.

Days later, she discovered a lone skeleton among the ship’s wreckage. The bony fingers clutched a scrawled note.

“Trespassers Beware.”



Inspirational Thought:

Along with inspiring the flash fiction piece above, gazing at this amazing painting also caused the words of Still, a favorite praise song, to ring through my mind this morning. I’ll leave you with these simple, yet powerful lyrics:

Find rest my soul
In Christ alone
Know His power
In quietness and trust

When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storm
Father You are king over the flood
I will be still, know You are God

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