As a five year old, Molly’s perspective of their European vacation was very different to her Mum and Dad’s.
While they were engrossed in the minutae of the architectural details, Molly’s gaze wandered upwards, drawn towards the huge eye peering down through the roof. The eye of a friendly giant.
“Molly! Molly!” he beckoned.
Sensing a miraculous adventure, Molly let go of her mother’s hand and started rising higher and higher. “OMG! Mummy! Daddy! I’m flying”
Then, she looked down.There was only blue sky, clouds and teeny weeny rooftops as small as Monopoly houses and the moon lay up ahead.
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This has been another contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wishoff-Fields. PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
Reminds me of many holidays when I was younger that I look back on now and realise how little I appreciated them. If only I had a huge giant beckoning me 🙂
Dear Rowena,
A sweet fantasy. I wonder how high she’ll fly.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Iain, perhaps, you missed him and that could well have been a good thing.
That said, I would’ve like to meet Roald Dahl.
Best wishes,
Rowena
Personally, I hope she makes it to the moon, but I do hope she finds a way home.
Thanks, Rochelle.
OH! Maybe she’ll meet up with my Jenny from last week’s prompt 🙂
Yes, I saw an eye too. I’m not sure if this is a good giant or bad – I hope her adventure is of the best type!
Lovely, whimsical story, Rowena!
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
Good golly, Miss Molly, can’t hear your momma call!
Cool story, R.
This is magical. I hope she has an amazing adventure!
She’s so lucky he ‘s such a friendly giant. I wouldn’t want to have to fly away with a mean one
Miss Molly is finding her own adventure. Perhaps she will be a writer when she grows up. Very cute story.
You had me @ “Monopoly houses”. wonderful.
Lovely story, Rowena
Fun story. She will find that the moon is made out of green cheese.
She won’t be so happy about that. She only likes plastic cheese.
Thanks, Dale.
Thanks, Gary. I still think and see like a child and I guess that’s why my husband wasn’t completely shocked when he saw me watching Peppa Pig on my computer the other day. However, I had the last laugh when he couldn’t understand what Peppa Pig was saying. I was brushing up my German.
Thanks very much, Jo. This could also be the same fate as Banksy’s “Girl With the Red Balloon”.
I hope her giant might be Roald Dahl. I’m also a bit concerned about her parents might feel about her going missing. Or, perhaps they won’t notice.
Thanks, Jennifer.
Glad someone thought about her parents. I have just finished reading Slade House by David Mitchell and it was very other worldly and that helped inspire this one.
Thanks, Susan.
I’m intrigued by what people see in these photos, Trent. They’re a real psych test like the Rorschach Inkblot test.
This story was partially inspired by a book I read this week…David Mitchels’s: Slade House. It had this very complex psychic thing going on throughout, which is totally beyond my capabilities to explain. My take goes along the lines that not everything requires an explanation or even has one.
A child is more attracted to unknown for its novelty. Nice story.
The BFG!!! I’ve always meant to meet one, or an elf, or a troll 🙂
I do hope that she lands safely back where she started
Thank you. So do I. Perhaps, she’s found a crack in the time continuum and will return completely unmissed.
I too loved the monopoly houses. And the imagination of Molly. May she fly high and always come home safely to home and family.
You’ve described one of my childhood dreams exactly! I used to find them pretty scary, but I always landed safe and sound. I hope Molly also lands safely back with her parents.
Off on an unexpected adventure to see what wonders await! Well done!
Nicely written. So many ways to interpret this.
Love the whimsy in your tail. May she fly high and land gently.
Very lovely!
Thanks, Lisa.
Thank you.
Lovely stuff, I wonder where she’ll come down?
A whimsical tale, but I wonder where she will end up and what her poor mum and dad are feeling. =)
Yes, Brenda. As much as I could get into those whimsical shoes of the young child, I had to see this from the parent’s point of view these days as well and Madeleine McCann’s poor parents crossed my mind.
Best wishes,
Rowena
I think she’ll come down exactly where she was. I like the whole time-lapse thing with this one where she goes on this massive adventure inbetween the seconds of time and comes back as though nothing happened and spends the rest of her life trying to work out if it was real or just a dream.
Between the seconds. I like that notion. Your child in this tale is a delight and no explanation is needed.
Beautifully put, to her it’s real