boxing-gym

Source: J Hardy Carroll

Defeat never nibbled at your toes. It snapped up your foot like a crocodile and pulled you to drown in its murky depths. Only a brave few could fight back up to shore and they were often less a leg till the knee.

Ben delayed getting in. “Better luck next time,” the referee had said. But he was 30 and running low on next times.

He touched his left pec. Something ached there but it wasn’t muscle, that was only beaten. What nursed a bludgeoned soul?

He took a painful step to the entrance, the hardest battles were always fought within.

 

100 Words: Inspired by Rochell Wisoff’s Friday Fictioneers that now appears on Tuesday.

15 thoughts on “First Aid for the Bludgeoned Soul?

  1. Dear Calico Crayon,

    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. That was quite a powerful piece. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    PS That Tuesday appearance was an accident and, hopefully, a one time incident. Look for the prompt (and my story) to appear on Wednesday. 😉

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  2. I agree wholeheartedly with Neil; the voice there is perfect for both story and character. I also feel that you’ve paced the story well. You’ve avoided a story with a twist in favour of the more difficult technique of building to a climax. For me, you’ve succeeded.

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