But the People Can’t Wait

The pen is mightier than the sword, but Actions must continue the conversation.

He lay the quill down beside his Manifesto, reaching to close the cap on the near-empty inkwell.

Leaning back, he gazed out his window at the sunrise, the horizon full with rooftops. It was a sign of Providence for the impoverished people of his city, he decided.

His fingers rasped over his many-days growth of beard, poetical hair flowing long and dark over his shoulders…like the ink that had poured from his pen!

“Finished?” Eliza’s heels clicked over the bare wooden floor. “Let’s get moving, then!”

“The ink’s still wet! Let me enjoy my moment!”

“We’ve no time.”


© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2018)

Carrot Ranch Prompt (01/11/2018): In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about wet ink. It can be artistic, writerly or something completely off-the-wall. Go where the prompt leads.

14 thoughts on “But the People Can’t Wait

  1. “poetical hair flowing”: brings me back to my youth when I was able to grow poetical hair! 🙂 This flash really left me wanting to know more and what battle Eliza and the writer are off to fight.

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    • “Poetical’ actually meant to mock him a bit…haha! She’s off to march, whereas he’s more the dreamer/writer. Both necessary to carry on with the work to be done, eh?


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