Wings of Fate…Friday Fictioneers.

The beginning came perilously close to being the end. In hindsight,  the wings of fate had clearly been hijacked, re-directing them into each others arms as a cruel joke. If “by the light of the silvery moon” Sylvia had kept sleeping through her alarm, she would’ve missed the team-building hot-air balloon ride for work. Then, she’d never have crossed paths with “Early Bird Ed” from accounts. Or, compared the magic sparkle in his irresistible blue eyes to that Byron Bay sunrise. That was the only sunrise they ever saw together. When they filed for divorce, they sighted “irreconcilable body clocks”.


100 words

This has been another contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wishoff-Fields. PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio.

This story is mostly fiction. However, I’m not a morning person and everything I read about going up in a hot-air balloons, mentions super-early 4.00 am or some other ridiculous time to be there, let alone wake up and I thought of a few couples I know who are like night and day and have incompatible body clocks. It’s a bit of a laugh, with more serious undertones.

I would also like to acknowledge the challenging times we’re living through, and I hope you’re all safe and well. It certainly doesn’t seem to be a time of complacency at the moment. I’m certainly being challenged, because I believe in equality for all, but what does that look like once the rubber hits the road, especially when my health limits the physical action I can take? However, I can write.

Meanwhile with everything going on around the world, we experienced something truly beautiful and life-affirming here in Australia this week where a teenager with non-verbal autism went missing in the bush. It was very challenging to try and find him. The search team went to great lengths to get themselves inside his feet (he doesn’t like wearing shoes) and played his favourite song from Thomas the Tank Engine from search cars etc and encouraged locals to have BBQs so the smell of food would draw him out. So many people wanted to help find him, they were turning them away. There was so much love and understanding for this young man and it was so refreshing. While we still have a long way to go with understanding people with disabilities, this was a significant breakthrough and so encouraging. Here’s a link to the news story: FOUND

Best wishes,



26 thoughts on “Wings of Fate…Friday Fictioneers.

  1. Lynn Love

    This was so well done – the structure was very good and that last line was fabulous. Thanks for sharing the story of the autistic young man – nice to read some hopeful news amid the gloom

  2. Rowena Post author

    Thank you very much, Lynn. I spent a few hours working on that one. Since we’ve been in lock down my body clock has gone completely out of whack and I’m often going to bed at 3.00am and waking up at 12.00 noon and my husband is a reasonably early riser. My parents are much more out of synch than us. I really need to take the bull by the horns and get back to the real world.
    There was such jubilation when young William was found after two nights out in the bush. We were fearing the worst but I also thought that perhaps the autism which caused him to withdraw might also help him to survive. I was also overjoyed by the respect everyone showed and how far we’ve come in understanding and accepting autism and autism spectrum.

  3. Anita

    They were meant to meet and be together. Else, they would never have met.
    Sad about the ending.But, that’s life & fate.
    Stay safe.

  4. granonine

    Talk about a whirlwind romance and a predictable ending, softened by that last line. Terry and I celebrated 51 years of opposing body clocks on Sunday. It CAN be done 🙂

  5. Rowena Post author

    I love that Linda, and congratulations. My parents celebrated the same years ago. I am trying to get my body clock back closer to normal but it really is going against the grain.

  6. Rowena Post author

    Sadly, yes. I don’t think FF has a good record in the romance department, and are better at accumulating dead bodies.
    We’re well here. Australia’s starting to open up again and I’m slowly getting out there while maintaining social distance. How are things at your end? Hope you’re well too.
    Best wishes,

  7. Iain Kelly

    Agreed, we are much better at death than love as a group! We’re the same, slowly opening up although no schools and another few weeks before shops open, but been able to see family outdoors at least.

  8. Rowena Post author

    Even though our stats here are so good, many of us are still very cautious and taking a gently, gently approach, which I feel is appropriate. I am gradually extending my boundaries and inching back. Am not willing to catch a train or bus yet, but went out to a friend’s place for our Church small group last night and it was wonderful.

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