“I warn you, Girl, if you run away from me, I’ll come after you and when I find you, I’ll shoot you.”
For years, fear of that threat prevented her from running away but not this time. This time she was going to be free of him and his unwanted attentions.
Ahead was a collapsed bridge. Crestfallen, she stopped, wondering what to do next. Suddenly, an Indian appeared before her with his bow raised.
He fired. She screamed. There was a great thump. Shaking, she turned around and saw her Master lying there dead with a pistol in his hand.
100 Words
This post is for the Friday’s Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can find this week’s prompt here. To read other stories or to participate, click here.
Freedom, and a new friend.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Escape, flight, terror, release — You give it to us in cinemascope, Adele. Enjoyed this.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Dora 🙂 I’m so happy you enjoyed the story.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Well, that escalated quickly until its lethal denouement!
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s the beauty of the 100 word-limit. Things tend to move very quickly 🙂
LikeLike
Seems she met her saviour. Nice one.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, she did 🙂 Thanks, Keith.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dear Adele,
Hopefully this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dear Rochelle,
Being the romantic I am, it’s also the beginning of a happily ever after. Thanks 🙂
Shalom,
Adele
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes! Score one for the Indian! I loved this, Adele!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes! He took down the bad guy. I’m happy you loved it, Dale 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I did!
LikeLiked by 1 person
🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
A brave Brave to save her. Love that. Everyone sees Natives as being savage, so anytime the portrayal is a positive one, I’m impressed. Love this. Everyone should have someone this courageous in their life.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, too often Natives are portrayed as savages. I was happy to write this story. The heroine has met her brave hero.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I found mine… in a jungle in Central America. He was my hero in every sense of the word. I miss him so very dearly, too.
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s so romantic, Bear. I’m so sorry for your loss, though.
LikeLiked by 1 person
He died doing what he did best, protecting people…especially me. He cared when I was at a place where no one else did…that’s something to treasure for several lifetimes.
LikeLiked by 1 person
He sounds like he was a very special man and truly a blessing for you.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, good one! From fear to freedom in 100 words. I love the bow and arrow to the rescue 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Linda. Yes, he rescued her from her Master who was making good on his threat to shoot her. And of course, this daring rescue will lead to romance 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
You built the tension so well, I cheered. Freedom from her nightmare with the help of a new friend. Great job!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Brenda. Am so happy you liked the story 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Action packed, with a satisfying resolution.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Sandra 🙂
LikeLike
I love happy endings! As long as the archer has no ill-intent towards her, she has no more worries.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Me too 🙂 No, the Indian is a good guy–a hero. He rescued her from certain death. This is the beginning of a new friendship which will no doubt lead to romance.
LikeLiked by 1 person
❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
I see the moral here as: ask for help and somehow the saviour will appear.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Help arrived at the perfect time.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Freedom ahead?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Freedom, friendship and romance ahead 🙂
LikeLike