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Life’s Cauldron

by Venky

(Photo Credit: Dale Rogerson)

A Ferris Wheel. What could a slowly, irritatingly, lugubriously rotating hub with sitting capsules – containing within their confines a horde of screaming, shrieking, howling bunch of humanity – at the end of its multiple spokes mean other than chaos and confusion? Venky wanted to fling himself out the cauldron of hysterical laughter, harrowing colours and hounding lights. He could not even wrap his head around why he had brought a ticket for himself in the first place. The last time he was in one of these it was during Utopian times. It was when Ash was still with him.

This story was written as part of the FRIDAY FICTIONEERS challenge, more about which may be found HERE

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granonine March 23, 2019 - 2:50 pm

Aw. Sad. Poor Venky.

venkyninja1976 March 23, 2019 - 3:05 pm


Susan A Eames March 23, 2019 - 3:41 pm

Oh dear – he showed poor judgement getting on that Ferris wheel if it’s made him feel bad.

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venkyninja1976 March 23, 2019 - 3:50 pm

Very true.

crimsonprose March 23, 2019 - 4:53 pm

The tortuous fun of the funfair when one ain’t in the moon. Yea, I’ve experienced that too

magarisa March 24, 2019 - 8:51 pm

Venky sounds like an emotionally intense character. An interesting tale.

venkyninja1976 March 25, 2019 - 12:31 am

Indeed. He is one cathartic bundle of high strung emotions!


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