The Face that Launched a Thousand Ships

Photo prompt courtesy Sue Vincent

I stared fiercely towards the horizon as tears flew freely down my face. I still could not believe it. Helen….my Helen….gone….just like that.

It was all that rake Paris’s fault, of course. He had been tempting her with his boyish good looks and roguish charm ever since he’d come to Sparta as a guest. And when she refused to give in to his advances, he abducted her from right under our noses.

He had left us with no recourse, I knew. We would have to attack Troy now, with everything we’d got. Preparation were on in full flow right this moment. A thousand ships would sail to get her back, and I would be in the first one of them.

After all, I had the first right on her, an exclusive one in fact.

Her contract with my Design Label clearly said so.

I just hoped my armada of lawyers was enough to stop her from modeling for that Paris at his Fashion Show.


Written in response to the #writephoto Prompt – Faraway at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.


About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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7 Responses to The Face that Launched a Thousand Ships

  1. Abhijit Ray says:

    Battle over Helen is now fought with army of lawyers not with army of battle hardy men. s

  2. Iain Kelly says:

    A very modern take, which shows just how far our culture has gone backwards!

  3. Pingback: Photo prompt round-up: Faraway #writephoto | Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

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