(100-word flash fiction)
He steps into the square, barred patch of sunlight, feeling its tremulous warmth upon his face.
He can hear spring winds sweep away the remnants of autumn like he has had for 20 years. He reaches up and plucks the crinkled leaf stuck at the bars.
It reminds him of the parchment on which he had written his inflammatory letter denouncing the Royal family’s debauchery. Fool! He should’ve known it would land him in this remote prison.
And now, he doesn’t know the King is long dead. There is democracy in the land.
And, he has been completely, totally forgotten.
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After a gap of a couple of weeks, I return to Rochelle’s literary bar for my weekly fix of flash fiction. This week’s photo prompt is –
Just Joyfulness 
Maybe the new regime is no better than the old?
Good piece.
Excellent twist at the end there – that there is democracy and he is in prison for nothing now. What a tragedy ! Excellent piece.
Totally forgotten.. what a sad destiny.. I hope the prison food is decent at least.
I love how you’ve led in from the sunlight, the wind, the leaf, to the reality of the prisoner’s situation. Well told. Sad.
Great finish. I’m sure this has happened many times.
Nice take on the prompt
At least in his oubliette they feed him. I’m not sure that’s a good thing. It just prolongs the torture. 😦
Dear Jolly,
All’s well that ends well. Good piece.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Excellent if rather bleak piece.
I think you have an unnecessary ‘had’ in the second line.