Dancing With Apollo…Friday Fictioneers.

The full moon was a magnet, drawing the tide of madness over her conscious mind, drowning all inhibition. Nancy slipped out of bed, unlatched the window and shimmied down the drainpipe to freedom. With her long, white hair and translucent nightdress blowing in the wind, she cast a haunting figure as she floated through the empty streets towards the pier. Word had got out about “a ghost”, and all but a stray cat was safely indoors. Silhouetted by the moonlight, Apollo took her by the hand. Yet, her teeth were still in the glass beside her bed, and Grandma slept.


100 words.

This is another contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wishoff-Fields.  Every week, we write 100 words to a photo prompt, which is a lot of fun and I also these prompts stretch my content beyond the four walls of my own outlook. This week’s PHOTO PROMPT © Gah Learner.

Best wishes,



48 thoughts on “Dancing With Apollo…Friday Fictioneers.

  1. Dale

    Go Granny! Just coz you’re at the age of having your teeth rest in a glass overnight doesn’t mean you don’t have lovely desires and lustful dreams..

  2. Abhijit Ray

    Nancy is young at heart. But she forgot her teeth. Who needs them anyway. Apollo can arrange for a different set.

  3. 4963andypop

    I like all the moon references–tide, magnetism (or gravity), lunacy, and of course, Apollo, normally god of the sun, but also the name of the American space program to the moon. Clever. And then the free spirit of the character breezes us through, to your joke about her teeth in the jar.

  4. Rowena Post author

    I have always had a severe phobia of false teeth and having this woman at large without her teeth, heightened the spookiness. There was also the thing of her family thinking she’s still asleep and behaving herself….the naughty grandmother.

  5. Rowena Post author

    Neil, I had a bit of a surprise as a kid seeing my grandmother’s teeth in the jar. I was terrified.
    Best wishes,

  6. gahlearner

    I love this, there’s a free spirit enjoying life regardless of age or expectations. Beautiful writing and the last line made me laugh.

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