image courtesy of Digital Blasphemy
A great digital creation of a beautiful flower made of golden flakes is the picture prompt for today. Write a little flashy fiction about King Midas' curse. How does your protagonist, or antagonist, maybe, deal with her ability to turn what she touches into gold? Does she find it a blessing or a curse? Does the curse only happen when she touches things with her hand, a different part of her body, or any part of her body? Has she found a way to cope, to prevent accidentally turning things to gold? Maybe she's being exploited by someone else.