Friday Fictioneers-His Nightmares


Roused from sleep, Daphne finds Randall standing on the balcony in the drab of first morning light. Observing his distress, she rushes to his side. Falling into her arms, he shatters to the floor. Tumbling with him, she holds on for dear life.

“It’s those damn nightmares isn’t it?”

“God dammit, they never stop.”

To quell the tremors, she hums softly and cradles his head in her lap. He repeats the horrors he’s seen in combat. Finally spent, he wraps his arms around her.

“Do you hate having to placate me?”

“No Darling, only my love will silence your demons.”

100 Words (Genre: General Fiction (I think.))

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers. As I state every week, please critique the hell out of my story. Punctuation, story line, genre. You name it, criticize it. It’s okay to tell me if it’s shit.

36 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-His Nightmares

    • I want you to know when I first glanced your comment, I almost cried. Luckily, I read your comment for the second time and realized you were joking. Thank you for telling me it was, er, wasn’t shit. Mwah!

  1. I tried leaving a comment to last week’s story, but for some reason it wouldn’t post…so here I try once again. First of all, I know it sounds loony but I actually inhale the fragrance of my favorite Lilacs, when I see your banner. Thank you. Yes, absolutely continue this story…it screams for more.

    • I’m glad you were able to leave a comment this week. Lilacs are my favorite as well. There is nothing like the aroma of them. It reminds me of my childhood. And a night spent stealing chutes from a bush on city property. I just had to have them in my yard.

      Thank you for liking my story. I’m hoping to continue it. We’ll see.

      Love, Renee

    • Carolyn,

      I thank you for your kind comment. I’m glad you feel the story as I do. There are times when I feel a story so much, I fall into a heap after writing it. You’re so very sweet.

      Love, Renee

    • I didn’t even realize the metaphor till you pointed it out. I swear I must be some kind of savant. I don’t even see something staring right at me. 🙂 It’s probably ADHD though. I’m glad you liked the story. I just might expand on it. We’ll see.

      Love, Renee

  2. Even if love can’t take away the nightmares, knowing someone cares and is with you through them makes all the difference. That situation would be difficult on both parties.


  3. He’s so lucky to have found her. It must help immeasurably to have someone who can go through the emotions with him and not turn away. Nice job. It really strikes that emotional chord in the reader.

    • He loves and needs her. She obviously loves and needs him also. I think they make each other better. I’m thinking I might have to revisit these characters.There is quite a story there….

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