#AtoZchallenge #flashfiction: T for The bridge connecting the old part of town

As part of the A to Z Challenge,  through the month of April I’ll be posting a story a day based on photographs by Joseph T. Richardson and prompts given to me by blog-friends.

Writing prompt: The bridge connecting the old part of town

Provided by: Jai Tong, blog-friend and fellow writer.


#atozchallenge : T for The bridge connecting the old part of town
#atozchallenge : T for The bridge connecting the old part of town

          A broken neck one night, nothing much, just a small boy fallen down the stairs. A man shot in the basement dressing room, by his girlfriend’s irate father. The girlfriend in question, she hung herself using sheets next morning, from the balcony. They opened just the same, that evening, having wiped the mess from the front door. And the men and women, they kept on coming.

           We heard stories each snow-covered morning, of the goings-on at night. Of the drunkenness and laughter, of soft arms about necks, of legs wrapped around thighs, of shrieks, the music and often, past midnight, the banshees of delight.

             We clucked our disapproval. We whispered curses at the fading Open Today sign at the pub. That damned opening day had come and gone, decades ago, in the old part of town. Somebody should set that place on fire, we told each other. Again.

              The bridge connecting the old part of town creaked under the weight of cars each evening. The music began, slow at first, then built up to a wail, as all the windows lit up one by one, like smokey amber eyes of the devil. The scent of meat cooking set all mouths, human and feral, to watering. The plunking of wires reached the stars, as did voices grown hoarse with drink and smoke.

Tonight as the air fills with their song, we’ll head down, all of us, together. We’ll gather our habits around us, the cowls to cover our bare heads against the chill. We’ll fight the good fight, we’ll carry the cross, and the sword. We’ll cut down, slash and burn. We’ll cleanse the inn as once we did, decades ago. No ballads, no more, only hymns. No killing, no love, no dancing, no women, no loving nor drunken laughter. Only prayer. Most importantly, nothing to drink but water.

But first we must turn it all to ashes, ashes to ashes and dust to dust. We’ll take a few lives, but what matter? We’ll make the old part of town clean again.


Are you taking part in the A to Z challenge? Do you read or write fiction? Ever write based on a prompt?


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  1. Michelle Wallace

    Beautifully crafted!
    Two sides of the bridge… one side regarded as “sinful & dark” prompting the need for a “cleansing”, no matter what the “sacrifice”, from those representing “goodness” on the opposite side… love the irony…

  2. Sue

    An interesting take on the prompt….giving the reader a look into a myriad of characters lives and thoughts on good and evil and the consequence of living on both sides of the bridge. Well done for the Letter ‘T’.
    Sue at CollectInTexas Gal

  3. Damaria Senne

    Scary what people will do in the name of religion. Another very interesting story. And they are all so different, your stories. I like them. I hope you publish them as a collection at some stage.

    • Damyanti

      Damaria, yes, people commit a lot of carnage in the name of good and evil. I’ll let these stories be for a while, and then if they still sound salvageable, might publish them :). On my sidebar, I have links to a collection I did about 2 years ago, of similar flash fiction.

  4. Rajlakshmi

    that’s brilliant story writing. Reminds me of how few groups in India resort to these means to save the so called ‘Culture’

    • Damyanti

      Yes, and such means are common all over the world. The line between good and evil, and what ought or ought not to be done can get real hazy at times.

  5. Bani Singh

    You write really well. The way you describe things makes me feel that I have read a whole novel. I never miss your stories. They are all very vivid and original. A little to the alternative side, but that is what makes them unique. Continue the awesome work. 🙂

  6. Ray Yanek

    This is fantastic. Seriously, I went back and re-read this three times just so I could savor the writing again and again. I love the sensuality of that second paragraph. Subtle but powerful and erotic.

    Really impressed with your writing a story everyday for this challenge. I’m noticing that writing a blog everyday really makes the whole process easier when I sit down to write. Are you noticing the same thing with your creative pieces? If so, I’m seriously considering giving a story a day a try in the upcoming months.

    Actually, it’s something I should probably be doing anyway…

  7. echoesofthepen

    A very powerful piece this, definitely one of my favourites of the the entire AtoZ challenge yet; the reader’s imagination can really go into overdrive with this one…