Rochelle set us a flash fiction challenge each Friday: one hundred words to match the selected picture.  Come and have a go, if you think you’re bard enough.

I was tried and gaoled like a criminal, when I should have been lauded as a patriot.  Those vermin that sold out their homeland deserved to die, instead of me.  Bosnia was a real country, not a principality of Austria-Hungary or Ottoman.  Now they’re parading Ferdinand’s car with my bullet holes as a novelty piece, a museum attraction, as if none of it mattered, some kind of joke. And they like to blame me for fomenting war. Millions died. How will I ever rest in peace?


About micklively

Fifty-something, pacifist, six sigma black belt, lean implementer, brewer, vintner, guitarist, wood-turner, and slave to collies.
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6 Responses to Gavrilo

  1. Welcome back, Mick. Interesting story of political intrigue. Good writing. 🙂 — Suzanne

  2. Sandra says:

    Nicely done, and welcome back.

  3. Dear Mick,

    Nice to see you back around these parts. Evocative story. well done.



  4. Dale says:

    Well done, Mick!

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