5 Days – 5 Photos Challenge – Day 4: Hierarchy

5 day photo challenge
Colleen from Silver Threading kindly set me this intriguing challenge. The rules are simple:

Post a photo each day for five consecutive days, and tell a story about each photo.  The story can be truth or fiction, poetry or prose.  Each day one must also nominate a fellow blogger to participate in the challenge.

Click on the image to see the origin.

Click on the image to see the origin.

I decided to try a dialogue only piece today. It’s interesting how it turned out, because this is not the conversation I had in mind. But who am I except a vessel for the interesting voices in my head!

“You’all right?”

“Now is that any way to speak to a lady?”

“My apologies. How are you, Beatrice, on this fine and sunny afternoon?”

“Now you’re humouring me. Should I be worried that you sought me out?”

“I’m no threat to you, if that’s what you mean.”

“Which implies there is a threat.”

“Does it?”

“I’ve never understood you. Perhaps that’s why I’m afraid.”

“Everyone would be afraid in your position. My role has never been an easy one.”

“No, I guess not. In fact yours must be a lonely existence.”

“It can be.”

“Are things so bad that you’ve taken up drinking?”

“This? No I found it lying by the swings where any child might find it.”

“The world is full of morons. I’ve always said so.”

“It is not our place to judge. That’s not why we were created.”

“Why must you always sound so condescending?”

“I’m condescending because I choose to see the best in people?”

“No, because you never break or bend the rules. It’s exhausting.”

“It’s funny. But that’s the easiest part of my job.”

“Which brings us right back to the beginning. What happens now?”

“It’s time for you to return home, Beatrice. Our kind are not meant to spend prolonged periods on Earth.”

“And yet you’ve been here longer than all of us.”

“Because it’s my responsibility to take care of you.”

“There you go patronising me again. What of my current assignments?”

“They’re already taken care of.”

“Then I guess there’s nothing left to say.”

“I guess not. Be well, Beatrice. I’ll see you again.”

“Will you still be my handler when I return?”

“Of course. I always take care of my own.”


I would like to extend the challenge to Gina Briganti today. I’m not sure she has the time to participate at the moment, but if her schedule allows it we’ll be in for a treat!

Thanks for stopping by. Until next time.




Really curious about this. For some reason I keep thinking of aliens that are reincarnated as humans. Each species has a caretaker that stays on the planet to act as a Reaper/Guide/whatever.

Another unexpected but excellent piece 🙂

I love that, Mel. The first thing I thought when I saw the photo was, It’s her son. We can’t choose our kids’ lives. I like yours better, though.

I can see this conversation really taking place! Well done, Mel!!! ❤

Lovely 🙂
I kind of expected something similar (I thought the boy was Death), but I enjoyed it all the same.

I like what you hinted at. It tickles the imagination.

I went between thinking them reapers, to angels, to the MiB of another world… it’s a very open-ended conversation! Nice. 🙂

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