This is a story for Friday Fictioneers, which is hosted by Rochelle. Every week you are challenged to write a 100 word story based on a photo.
Thanks to Sarah Ann Hall for this week’s photo and also to Rochelle for hosting the challenge.
Thanks to all the readers for their time, too.
A palace is a palace; therefore, exquisite beautifying objects adorned its space.
For the children, the rule was — Do not play near them.
For the others, the rule was — Do not touch or be close, as to scratch or break, anything.
For a cat, the rule was — Mind its business. So it did.
It skyrocketed towards a rat.
The final blow was deadly. Its sharp claws moved rapidly throwing fire. The rat escaped. Instead a vase accepted its fury. Intoxicated by the blow it danced drunk. With adjoining friends, it toppled. Pieces rested in peace.
Meeewww! …. cause had sprinted away.