The Blue Coffin by Raymond Roy: #Fridayfictioneers

[Paris, 1880] As if in a trance, he starred at the silhouette of his adult tricycle, eating his dinner of roast lamb , mint sauce and boiled potatoes with farina pudding for dessert. Alphonse Pénaud pushed back from the table, retiring to his study. In a small blue coffin, he gently placed his life’s work. He knew he could fly, his disgruntled investors thought otherwise. He kicked the stool, the noose tightened. 
[Dayton1882]Welcomed home Milton Wright returns from his trip abroad. A small blue coffin under his arm. Father! What is it? Settle down Orrville!, Wait for your brother. 

Word Count=100

Written for our wonderful host Rochelle Wiscoff’s Friday Fictioneers thank you Rochelle. 100 words based on the photo prompt at the top of the page. 

This story is a tribute to Alphonse Pénaud, who, according to history, made great advances in aeronautical design. It is said that the Wright brothers were inspired by a rubber band driven helicopter designed by Pénaud. Given to them by their father.  Tragically, he died by his own hand suffering from depression. Some reports cite that his drawings were placed in a blue coffin before suicide. Peace and thank you Mr. Pénaud. 


  1. A tragedy well told. It is sad that there is such a thin line between genius and insanity (or psychosis).

  2. Dear Raymond,

    I’m intrigued by a coffin that’s small enough to be carried under someone’s arm. I’m guessing this isn’t coffin in the corpse sense of the word. Interesting history. A lesson to all of us to persevere. Well done.



    1. Dear Rochelle, that’s what I found so fascinating about the poor fellow. It was if to symbolically bury his “loved one” . Was this to be a self loathing message to the world? Or just a touch of madness. Reminiscent of a Poe like quality.
      Peace my Friend

  3. Like Rochelle, I wondered about the coffin, but the poor man obviously was in such trouble, mentally and otherwise, that it couldn’t be bizarre enough. Sad story, but also a fascinating piece of history.

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