The Unlikely Seer

Posted: October 5, 2016 in Friday Fictioneers
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Thanks to Rochelle for leading our merry band of Friday Fictioneers, it’s amazing how you can keep up with everything! Thanks, also to ceayr for providing the picture prompt. When I enlarged it and “saw the writing on the wall” I absolutely had to run with it.

PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr

“I’ve lived beside the pond so long,” Botene thought, “I no longer remember when I arrived.”
Nor was there any memory whether Botene was man or woman. His/her hair was brittle, like sticks, and
his/her skin rough as bark. Through time his/her feet had spread until shoes wouldn’t fit.

People ignored all these things when they asked, “Will I marry?” “Have sons?”
“Get rich?” Botene didn’t know. Perhaps if the villagers brought
gifts: shampoo, or lotion, or food he/she might care.

Still, when Botene smiled and said, “Everything is going to be alright,” never anything else,
the villagers went away happy.

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Comments
  1. neilmacdon says:

    That’s a great take on the prompt

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  2. Dale says:

    Kind of like a friendly troll!

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  3. Iain Kelly says:

    Loved the idea of giving the tree a voice and character. Well done.

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  4. RASL says:

    I want to visit Botene. Once again an incredible twist on a picture prompt.

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  5. Oh i do love what you picked up from the picture… yes the tree look very much like a person.

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  6. Dear Alicia,

    Fascinating take on the prompt. Good for you for looking deeper than face value.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    PS Happy Birthday!

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  7. tedstrutz says:

    Good one. I never got that far when I looked at the photo, you dug deeper.

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  8. Sandra says:

    An all round observant take on the prompt. Enjoyed it.

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  9. draliman says:

    I also enlarged the photo and tried to make a story out of the words, but failed. You did it so well!

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  10. plaridel says:

    i love the positive outlook.

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  11. Fascinating little story. By the way, Botene told me to f_ _ _ off!

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  12. A wise man/woman. (Personally I use Google.)

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  13. hafong says:

    The story made me smile .

    Lily

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  14. Don’t know why I thought Botene was a frog!
    Hehehe
    Such selfish villagers.

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  15. rgayer55 says:

    I guess if you don’t get the answers you want from Botene, you can always go ask his sister, Botox.

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  16. Lynn Love says:

    I like this a lot. The idea of a being having been around so long they forget what gender they are – super. It has a sad, lonely feel to it too, though, this neutral creature alone by the pond. Love the physical description too – gorgeously done

    Like

  17. I feel some Cajun influence in this.

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  18. gahlearner says:

    What a wonderful story. A person turned into a tree, swaying in the wind and gently singing their comforting songs.

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  19. Margaret says:

    This is a wonderful idea. I just love it. Botene is a fascinating character. (Wherever did the name ‘Botene’ come from? It’s just right.)

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  20. Really creative, Alicia. She must be an old, old fortuneteller. At first, I thought it was a person who turned into a tree. Good writing. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  21. Such a beautiful story, it radiates hope.

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