This post was written for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wissoff Fields. The writers have to write a 100 word story in response to the photo prompt provided.
|PHOTO PROMPT © Al Forbes|
Although inevitable, it was still shocking. Watching them strip down the proud mansion was like surgically removing a nostalgic memory.
The vintage cars were the first to go. As the metal machines were wheeled out, they took away with them, the glamour of those grand evenings.
Soon a battle of wills competed over the house and its fate: a stubborn, dwindling past versus a shiny and sniggering tomorrow.
Then the winds of change blew in, heralding a confident yet unpredictable future, snuffing out the archaic at last.
Little did they realise, that today’s future will soon be tomorrow’s past.