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Mailak slumped, legs slung over the precipice, swinging them idly. Mailak wasn’t happy.

“I forbid you,” her father had said.

“And I refuse your prohibition. I’m not a child. I’ve left you once already, you didn’t stop me then.”

“No, because I approved of that man.”

“Wedded, bedded and two children with him.”

“And all three died in the same rockfall. And so you come running home to us.”

“You are my family.”

“And I refuse this alliance.”

“Why? Is it his hair? That he’s different to us?”

“It’s because he’s a troglodyte. CAVE DWELLER!”

95 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Troglodyte


About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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9 Responses to Forbidden

  1. Dale says:

    Parents are so judgmental… wonderful take.
    Funny, I’m doing mine today, too 😉

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  2. There’s always some kind of prejudice lurking beneath the surface 🙂

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  3. Loved this take, Crispina – you know I love prehistory, and this is just the sort of conversation I could imagine taking place. 🙂

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