The answer to what he understood as the ‘living problem’ continued to elude him; it was unsolvable, an enigma. His failures to create new life from dead tormented the flesh-golem more than fearful villagers ever had managed, and he rubbed his dead man’s temple with his stolen and mismatched fingers, growling in frustration.
His genius father had gifted his corpse frame with motion, gifted him with a wondrous strength, intelligence, and capactity; the monster’s existence had sprung from his father’s imaginative and inspirational mind, and in desperation he strained to recall to his father’s wise words.
“No problem is insurmountable; if your error is unseen, if you cannot see your way past an obstacle, perhaps all you need is a fresh set of eyes.”
The beast, occasionally somewhat… literal… in both thought and action, headed out to the village pausing only to grab a dirty jar and spoon.
Five Sentence Fiction
What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.
This week’s word: Fresh
A return to Frankenstein for inspiration today. Here is a previous 100 word flash fiction I’ve written; unrelated stories, but with some common thematic elements.
Let me know what you think in the comments, and check out the link ‘here‘ for the other stories. Why not try writing your own?