Orphelia

English: Clockwork at the Liverpool World Museum

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Orphelia was Cratchett’s first love, his only real love; Winifred knew this, which is why she’d left him months ago.  “There’s only room for one woman in your life, and it isn’t me.  I hope you’re both happy together!” she’d said, as she stormed out with her portmanteau, slamming the front door behind her.

It was of no consequence, the only thing that mattered was Orphelia; he needed to care for her, be there for her every day, tending to her every need and idiosyncrasy now more than ever, now that she was approaching the threshold of her true potential.

Being very careful, deliberate, he placed a tiny cog between its siblings within the elaborate brass framework of her forearm with his tweezers, then dropped a needle-thin rivet into the hole at its centre, fixing it in place.

“Soon my love” he thought as he stepped back and rubbed condensation from his magnification goggles with a rag from his overalls, “soon I’ll add the final component, and then I’ll make you sing!”

Lillie McFerrin Writes

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About TheImaginator

35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using Stumbleupon.com, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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30 Responses to Orphelia

  1. Nice work – liked the image of someone pouring their heart into creating a mechanical being.

  2. Beautiful. You can’t compete with an obsession with a thing of beauty!

  3. Really seamless transition to making her mechanical! And once I realized that he is literally making her it completely changed the nature of the obsession and the nuance of the words, especially and the end of this sentence: tending to her every need and idiosyncrasy now more than ever, now that she was approaching the threshold of her true potential.

    Threshold of her true potential indeed!!

  4. This is awesome. I love it. Remember that old flick Being John Malkovich? Reminded me of that. Great job.

  5. jannatwrites says:

    I like how the other woman wasn’t a a woman at all, but a creation of his own making.

  6. What an imagination, Imaginator.

  7. Linda Vernon says:

    Boy you wrote this well. I love the names, the time period, the old-fashioned robot. (He was so far ahead of his time — eighteenth century!!) And the element of surprise . . . well it just all came together — such a good read!

  8. Sandra says:

    Love Steampunk!
    This gave a perfect image of someone in love with his job. The details you gave are great.

  9. Suzanne says:

    This is fabulous! Has a real Steampunk feel. Oh, and I love that you used portmanteau — what a great word! 🙂

  10. Draug419 says:

    Creepy robot love is creepy good.

  11. Ah the joys and perils of obsession. Wonderfully conveyed.

  12. Lyssa Medana says:

    Really enjoyed this. No woman likes coming second, whether to another woman, a hobby or even a favourite film star. Beautifully crafted LM x

  13. Read today that Aristotle considered self-sufficient man to be either a beast or a god. Seems a bit of both here. Great story!

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