The Impromptu Audition

Posted: November 16, 2016 in Friday Fictioneers
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Thank you, Bjorn Rudberg, for this amazing photo prompt and thank you, Rochelle, for posting it! I so look forward to Wednesdays and the challenge of writing a 100-word story.

PHOTO PROMPT © Björn Rudeberg

Jittery. Legs shaking.
Ramon shuffles through the curtain of sparkling lights.
Fingers numb. Eyes twitching.
He balances on the three-legged stool
with frayed webbing.

When had he last played?
Ah, yes, his daughter’s fifth birthday
The day he left – was taken.
Today is Anya’s seventh birthday.
If she’s still alive.

Ramon raises the bow,
sees: broken strings, warped wood.
How can he play?
How can he not?
His life depends on it.

The violin’s neck is slightly cracked.
The chinrest feels like ice.
Still, Ramon begins to play a piece by Wagner.
One he’s always despised.

Josef Mengele smiles. A link to read more about Josef Mengele if you’re so inclined.

  1. neilmacdon says:

    That is just amazing, Alicia, Raw

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  2. Very elemental. And indeed, raw. I loved the build up. Good work, Alicia


  3. Lynn Love says:

    Chilling, chilling stuff. Thinking of his daughter as he plays for his life. And so many were forced to do this for the Nazi officers. Unbelievable. Heartbreaking

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  4. Sandra says:

    Such terrible times with terrible people. Nicely captured.

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  5. Such a terrible terrible image that name still brings… I fear what humans can do…

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  6. michael1148humphris says:

    I could not press the like button, so grim were the activities of Joseph Mengele

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  7. Dear Alicia,

    You had me at Wagner. This sent chills through me. Well done.



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  8. draliman says:

    I was thinking a kidnapping until that chilling last line. Nice one!

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  9. Rowena says:

    Well done. Such a chilling scene. You told the story well.
    xx Rowena


  10. The build up of tension here is immense. Really well written Alicia.

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  11. Dale says:

    You did so very well on this piece, Alicia. My heart was breaking as I was reading.

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  12. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    The tragedy in this story seeps out from the words. The final blow of having to play something he hates was a masterful touch.

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  13. Oh this is so poignant, profound… yet so delicately written, nuanced, building in tension and that final blow/impact. Wow!

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  14. Lizy says:

    Brilliant portrayal of a dreadful era – one I chose too this week.

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  15. I almost wrote something for kristallnacht, but you and Björn did it so beautifully… wow.

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    • Oh, what a terrible night that must have been! I’ve been down with the flu all morning so am super behind in reading FFF stories! Off I go to catch up.Thanks for reading and commenting. And – on another subject – thanks for entering your NaNoWriMo chapter early. Because of that, I got mine done last night before I was down for the count.

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  16. Powerfully written, Alicia. It’s emotionally intense once you reach the end. 😢
    This is my favorite of all of the entries this week. Outstanding …
    Isadora 😎

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  17. rgayer55 says:

    The only way this piece could have been any crueler is if he we playing the banjo.
    Well done.

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  18. plaridel says:

    those were terrible times, indeed. having to play against your will was the worst insult.

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  19. gahlearner says:

    Outstanding Alicia. The last line is a punch to the gut. I wish people would remember that lesson.

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  20. I’ve heard of this monster, your story describes him well.

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  21. Such a heartrending story, Alicia. Thanks for the link.that helped us understand the pressure the poor man was under. Good writing. —- Suzanne

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  22. That story made me shiver, as if someone had walked over my grave. Such powerful words. So tragic a dilemma. Just to imagine how that poor man felt. To have to play music, while weighed down with such anguish. It seems that he was almost worse off than those who were dead. Just imagine his guilt at being alive. And to have to play the music of a composer you despise.

    Well done. The sparing poetic form that you used to tell the story, accentuated the threadbare, bony, broken feel of things.

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  23. Michael Wynn says:

    I thought this was great. I’ve been in Prague and Budapest recently and heard quite a few stories on this subject, so it had a particular relevance for me

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    • I visited Budapest when I was 16 years old (a l-o-n-g time ago) and wasn’t aware of what happened during WW II like I am now. I would love to go back with my eyes wide open. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment. I appreciate it.


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