Sunday Photo Fiction challenge!
There they were again, with their foul words and disgraceful manners, enough to make a man retch. How could chivalry have vanished among men? And the women? For shame! Where was the grace? The innocence?
Barnabas walked behind the theatre. Nothing. He sighed the sigh of man ready to give up, but he hadn’t, not since he’d first reached this strange land, nay, time.
A young lad of three and twenty, he was out having a jolly good time with his friends, but Benedict, always the curious one, managed to persuade them to go into the alleyway behind the theatre and investigate the strange ‘lights’ as reported in the Daily Gazette, a newspaper one had gotten used to reading forgettable stories.
Castigating Benedict, the bright light had nearly blinded them and Barnabas felt himself hurtling through the air, only to wake up here.
“Hey Barney! Found what you were looking for this time?” Snickers accompanied this all too familiar line, which Barney (oh how he couldn’t stand that moniker) had come to ignore.
He would try again tomorrow, just as he had for the past seven years, to get back home; home to the time of suavity and the Queen’s English.
Day 22 NaBloPoMo/NanoPoblano/YeahNoMo