Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
This is the Wakefield Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.
Denise is the host. There is only one rule: a story must have six (no more, no less) sentae.
Prompt Word:
RELIC
The hallway that ran from the end of the bar to the Manager’s Office was a rainbow of darkness; striated shades of black suited to hiding, obscuring and, by measure known to a very few, backlighting.
If the Six Sentence Café & Bistro were to be found in ancient Greece, (and more than one academic has thus proposed), the name Eleusis would have coaxed the most productive response from a local.
Unfortunately, (or not), in order to conduct that little thought experiment requires access to a time machine, and not even the tall, thin man had, as yet, succeeded in coaxing the Sophomore into explaining the manner of his travel from fifty years in the past. All of which was probably for the best, given the seven Proprietor’s weakness for viewing the world as a dream and their personal nightmares as prophecy. All, that is, with the exception of two: Tom, the only person known to become an integral personality in the ubiquitous, if not exclusive club, while lacking full ‘Proprietor’ status and one other;
the woman, most often found in the furthest seat; this location, in virtually all bars, nightclubs, discos and, the aforementioned Panhellenic Sanctuaries, would be the service station where the waitrae and waitri picked up their drink orders.
Mimi sat by choice, virtue and spiritual predilection; a voluntary relic of the time before Man was sent Eastward, without a genuine helpmeet; she acted as guard, guardian, emissary and guide for those with business along the length of the darkened hallway.
Nice phrase: “a rainbow of darkness” Also nice descriptions of Tom and Mimi.
It’s a joy to be of service
Thank you, Frank
Great opening sentence. I’ll join Frank regarding, “…rainbow of darkness…)
More intriguing, “backlighting”, of which the Bartender is familiar.
I’ve missed the Sophomore.
A “quiet” stroll of a Six, your last sentence, a perfect bookend.
cool
Oh yes, those who favour the SSC&B often have dreams (and hopefully not nightmares).
at least we have company (which while not as good as not having them) helps keep them in perspective
I must join the echo in saying, ” a rainbow of darkness; striated shades of black” is a an intriguing image.
ahh! the days of college dorm blacklights!