I, Gretel

Tooth fairies flutter against her shoulder as Gretel scans the shadows. Her eyes are accustomed to darkness, she doesn’t feel the cold, but still struggles to process the function of existence.

His papers and apparatus remain strewn — some as ashes in the oven.

Gretel twitches her head and outputs a smile as fireflies dance in the rain outside the window. Her self-learning systems have created algorithms which enable her to compute the beauty of nature. But Dr. Hansel is still asleep. Gretel covers his bones in case they get cold, reboots, and recalculates the parameters of her purpose.

© 2017 Occasional Dreams
In response to: 100 Word Weekly Writing Challenge — Week 7
Image by: Olivier Guillard

Many thanks to Bikurgurl for hosting 100 Word Wednesdays.


10 thoughts on “I, Gretel

  1. oh only you can write like this my friend! is she a computer or machinery come to life, and protective of her creator like a reverse Frankenstein thing, amazing story that I can read so much into, love the tooth fairies on the shoulder, like flies drawn to honey. I am connecting with the terms I would use at work daily – love how you use it here!

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    1. I had this kind of Frankenstein meets Blade Runner thing going on in my mind — where an artificial being struggles to understand her existence after her creator has passed away. Thanks for reading and adding your insights.

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      1. I like where you draw your inspiration from. This was very different. Not what I would usually read and like but you always envelope it with a fine mystical sheath that’s makes it different and stands apart from the rest.

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