Tahji was curious. He’d never seen so many people before. He half hid behind the post to get a better look through the doorway. They were talking their people talk. Tahji could understand a little of it when one talked, but they were all speaking at once. It was so confusing. Perhaps if he got closer.
“There you are, little one.” It was Tahji’s child-friend Rohan.
“You shouldn’t wander off like this. You might have gotten lost.”
Tahji saw Rohan was carrying his ornate little home. The door was open.
“So soon?” The mantis had been enjoying his freedom.
I wrote this in response to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers photo challenge. The idea is for authors to use the photo prompt above to create a piece of flash fiction no longer than 100 words long. Mine is 100 words.
To read other stories based on this prompt, go to InLinkz.com.