The Eyes Have It #microfiction

jane-beach (this is an extract from Fairylands: their Rise and Fall by Gideon the Good (self-declared))

It’s natural for parents to want the best for their spawn. There you are, holding your slimy little successor and imagining what he/she will do in life: a sporting god, a life-saving medic, a nerdy genius of a mathematician. The list might almost be endless; well unless you live in Madrigal, a binary fairyland. There you fall into one of two categories: Royal or Common. Which will mean: cake or bread; money or grinding poverty; permanent leisure or unremitting toil. Unlike some systems this categorization doesn’t happen at birth but on your 18th birthday. The night before, you are sent to bed with eye patches on. In the morning, you take them off and check the mirror: sparkling blue and it’s a sparkling future; rheumy red and it’s relentless rubbish. Some try and check early but before the clock strikes 12 you’ll still have the adolescent rainbow. It makes no difference. The Iris Lord decides and pretty much that’s it.

Like every system there are those who rail against it. Who perceive unfairness in the arbitrary way this lottery works. Usually they come from the red-eyed rabble but some enlightened Blues have been known to stop eating cake and nod in the direction of a few more royals. But no more. There are tensions in fairyland.

Madrigal likes to move with the times. Not necessarily keeping up but moving a few paces behind other societies. The advent of video games as a new leisure activity was welcomed by an increasingly bored coterie of Blue Bloods but at some cost to the regal eyesight. A selection of opticians was dispatched to find some way of improving the sight of the Beautiful Few. Their solution was contacts. Perfect, they thought, save that some of the vainest of the Court complained the new enhancements shaved a couple of microns off the iridescence of the royal eyes.

More research and the answer came back; blue lenses. Oh dear; the law of unintended consequences. Now the Common have stopped working; instead of tilling the earth and reaping the corn they spend their days hunting for any lost lens and an entrée into the life of luxury they desire. From cake shortages to catastrophe in four weeks.

This is in response to Jane Doughtery’s latest #microfiction prompt picture, above

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published three books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars and Salisbury Square. In addition I published an anthology of short stories, Life, in a Grain of Sand this summer. A fourth book will be out soon. This started life as a novel in a week on this blog and will follow later this year. I blog about all sorts at geofflepard.com and welcome all comments. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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21 Responses to The Eyes Have It #microfiction

  1. Of course! Now you’ve pointed it out, that is what most people are looking for where they’re scouring the ground in a short-sighted sort of way. Thanks for the laugh 🙂

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  2. willowdot21 says:

    I have blues eyes never used contacts can I move there I am sure I could alleviate the situation a tad!!

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  3. Allie P. says:

    I really like where this one is going.

    I’m personally a fan of glasses over contacts, but that might be because I don’t have to wear them and just like the look of them on others.

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  4. 🙂 I gave up playing rugby in contact lens after losing 3 in a fortnight. Everyone had a welcome break while we looked for them.

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  5. Ritu says:

    A brilliant take on the prompt His Geoffleship! I was a soft lens wearer… grey was the colour of choice though if I wanted!!!

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  6. Gideon the Good (self declared) made me splutter the coffee this morning Geoff! I was going to same the same as Jane, but she was obviously up early, waiting at the corner for your daily offering!

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  7. I wore contact for almost thirty years and stopped wearing them for almost the same length of time. Young eyes are one thing, once you need bifocal, it’s not so great. I wore green ones. I’d stand out too much in this world.

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  8. Slimy Successors = band name. I love it. Great work.

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