Trompe L’Oeil

Welcome to Friday Fictioneers!  We are a community of writers from around the world who post 100-word stories every week, based on a photo prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.

This week’s photo was taken by fellow writer C.E. Ayr. Thank you, C.E.!

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Trompe L’Oeil

by Jan Brown

I’d been lost for days in a dense forest. I finally emerged into sunlight, illuminating a snowy white shoreline.  Whales frolicked in the crystal waters. It was idyllic! I was filled with a sense of joy and peace.

Then someone called my name….

I awoke in a hospital bed, a nurse checking my vital signs.

“Did someone find me on the beach?”

“Beach? No. You’ve been in a coma for days, ever since your car accident.”

Confused and upset, I slid out of bed and limped to the window.

There, in the mural across the street, was my lost paradise.

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37 thoughts on “Trompe L’Oeil

  1. Superbly described scene, Jan, reminded me of myself most mornings.
    And thank you for the photo credit, but remember it is Rochelle who makes the selection.

    • Thank you, Sandra! I actually thought about a story in which people live in the world of the painting. They would only find out that their “world” is a mural when the building is demolished. But… that’s a longer story!

  2. I like how you pulled this story together, walking through darkness and coming to light, all the while she was in a coma. Lovely!

    • Thank you, Rochelle!

      I have quite a bit of experience transitioning from anesthesia to consciousness. After one surgery, I wasn’t waking up, so my doctor asked my two best friends to repeatedly call my name very loud. Apparently it worked…seeing as how I’m still here😀

  3. Great story, Jan. I really like this. Somehow the mind knows. It’s so powerful, picking a restful image that hopefully helped heal. But yes, it is a paradise lost, which is clever too.

  4. Such a shame to lose paradise like that. I’m told it’s not the first time that’s happened. I love how your story moves between the unreal and the real so smoothly. Nicely told.

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