Wednesday's Words on a Friday

 

pi pie in a pumpkin orange colour? For Charlotte's colour of the month.

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by Sean Jeating and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1.innocent  2.evil  3.face  4.expanding  5.born  

and/or:  

1.come  2.surprise  3.planet  4.minor  5.follow

Here is my story:

Russell and Theo watched as the men retreated to their vehicle, then Theo settled Sunny and both men crawled into sleeping bags resting on surplus Army cots.

Next morning as they were rinsing coffee mugs after a hearty bacon and eggs breakfast, Theo nudged Russell to draw his attention to a shiny black SUV from which the impeccably dressed Newspaper Editor came towards them.

Reaching to shake hands, he introduced himself. “Phil Batty,” he said, “Batty by name but not by nature,” with a little laugh at his own joke. “Russell Fielding and this is Theo Skargill, the dog is Sunny and it was she who alerted us last night to the presence of your reporters.”

“They have been spoken to,” said Phil, “and I offer sincere apologies for their trespass. I do wonder if perhaps we could discuss a compromise? Is there an area which they could access to take a photo or two? Could they speak to anyone and get even a small story for the paper?”

“It is far too early to know which areas of the grounds are safe to walk on, the underground search is expanding and we currently have no idea how much depth is in the roof of the cave in any given area,” said Russell. “An innocent step on a thin area could result in a fall through the cave roof and cause irreparable damage to the faller and to any parts of wreckage that has yet to be brought to the surface. Even a minor fall needs to be avoided at all times.”

Theo said, “It should come as no surprise that large parts of our planet have been known only at a surface level. What is underground is only discovered when something like this happens. A boy and his friends out looking for storm-tossed treasures, one foot lands on an eroded-from-the-inside patch of dirt, and what follows is what you see here.”

“On the face of it,” continued Russell, “a story at this point would result in too many people, crowding in and hoping to see something no one else has yet seen. The site and all findings would be ruined, that is the evil we are trying to avoid.”

“I wasn’t born yesterday!” said Phil. “You’re just trying to keep all the glory for yourselves! That’s my opinion.”

“You are wrong,” said Theo, with Russell backing him up. “We are happy to share, but we need to come to an agreement. You keep your men away, day AND night, and you will be the first newspaper we call when things are ready to be photographed.”

Phil looked from face to face and around at the tents where shadows of people working inside could be seen. He sighed deeply and reached an agreement with his inner self. He was, after all, a reasonable and responsible man. His paper had a good reputation. “Deal,” he said shaking hands again with both men.

“Call back in a week,” said Russell. “We should have more by then.”