Photo courtesy of Sandra Crook
This reminds me of the old town in Tallinn, a beautiful city we visited last summer on our tour through Scandinavia. It is only about 2 hours by boat from Helsinki, but feels like you step back in time as you enter the old town…
Word count: 100
Fresh Off the Boat
The streets wound Margery deeper into Old Town until she was completely lost. The narrow lane was deserted. Odd, given it was high summer and Tallinn was a popular cruise ship destination.
Looking into a window, she saw a woman dressed in clothes from long ago. Could she have slipped through a crack in time? Head swirling, she saw a man in tights join her. Was it the heat making her see things?
Frantic, Margery hurried to the corner and with relief, saw a teeming mass of turquoise. Shaking her head at her silliness, she rejoined her group. The Renaissance Faire was just about to begin.
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© Erin Leary
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Some photos from our visit, including some Renaissance performers:
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Oh, what a splendid spot for a Renaissance faire. Love your photos. You’re right. It does look similar!
A ‘Renaissance Faire’ can be such fun. When I was doing art shows years ago I participated in one and sold my jewelry under the name ‘Isadora of York’ (I lived in New York). Traditional clothing and language was required. The historical creativity was very imaginative as is your story.
I think the setting would be perfect for that period of time. You’ve written the perfect story.
Isadora
Haha, that’s funny.
Creative use of a narrow Europen street.
Men in tights, hmmm. Nice take on the prompt Erin.
Interesting take on the photo Erin.
Great story, seeing men in tights unexpectedly can throw you off a bit. I love her instant conclusion of being thrown back in time.
I always enjoy an “almost magic” moment in prose. Good work.
One recommendation: I was thrown a little by the “sea of turquoise.” Is there a way you could state this so that the reader can grasp it more easily? I assume the sea is actually a group of people wearing matching t-shirts, but it took reading farther to understand this.
The title is great for your story and tells just enough without spoiling your ending. Nice work.
All my best,
Marie Gail
Would have been fun if it was a crack in time though 😀 Fun take on the photo.
Leo @ I Rhyme Without Reason
Sounds like Margery might have been gotten a head start into the mead.
Indeed you come across such scenes where you feel you have slipped through the cracks of time. And then someone’s mobile phone rings……
I can empathise with her. I can get lost anywhere – I’m really good at it. A very entertaining story, and I’m glad Margery’s still safely in her own time.