Friday Fictioneers: The Count’s Collection

by Eena

Photo copyright – Dawn Miller

“Another lamp trader in town, you say?”

“Yes, m’lord,” answered a sorrowful Horace. “Shall I arrange for the purchase, m’lord?”

“Yes. Take all of it. Immediately.”

“Yes, m’lord.” If only a hundred lamps could burn through this charade. Ever the loyal servant, Horace couldn’t bring himself to tell the count that all the light on earth would never replace the sun that was his countess.

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Every week, writers around the world each submit a 100-word story in response to a photo assigned by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Read the Friday Fictioneers’ stories here!

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