Friday Fictioneers-The Hand That Points The Way

Thanks to Rochelle for this prompt. A groovy photo from Joyce Johnson. I’m finding that this is kind of fun. Wonder what the hell I can come up with today.

Gargoyles? Demons? Ghosts? Vampires? Hmmm. What does it mean? Should I be scared? I’m not one for fear. I like the unknown. Should I follow the hand that points the way? Or should I turn back? The face below it is kind of garish and demented. But I find myself drawn to it. I put my hand to my lips and giggle. A nervous habit, I know. My impulsiveness takes over and I turn right. I walk past the metal work with the silly grin. I make my way down the darkened corridor. And find myself bathed in Heavenly light.

13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-The Hand That Points The Way

  1. Given my architectural hardware background and experience with metals I can’t help but think of making those pieces in the image into functional hardware…..How does door knockers sound like as an idea?

  2. Again, a very clever post Renee, I like the way you take us past the unknown and into the light.
    However I think if I woke up and that face was staring down upon me, I would fair shite meself 😀
    take care Sparkly,

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