A Story In Twelve Words #Microfiction #Writing

The ship – where minced bodies are stored save one disgruntled, alienated cook.

Reckoning #FlashFiction #Microfiction

*Written for the MId-Week Flash Challenge

 

Our souls. Our history.

All that we ever were.

Lost in the glowing whiteness.

 

Will the sun ever return its gaze to the earth?

Will its heat be sufficient enough

for our re-awakening?

 

Man

world’s greatest predator

the first to perish

 

Poetic justice

 

 

Monday Story Prompt #Writing #Challenge

Write a micro or flash story (or if you prefer, a poem) around the following prompt:

Main Character

Lab assistant

Situation

Gets amnesia

Prop

Guitar pick

 

Post your story or poem in the comment section below. Deadline: This Friday, June 14th

No minimum words but try to keep it under 750 words.

Have fun!

Saturday Story: Suppose

 

*Note: Am participating in the #Write28Days (February) hosted by Anita Ojeda. Click here if you would like tp participate. 

 

Suppose

 

Scared witless, he slammed the company’s truck to a full stop and watched as the radioactive sludge engulfed the town. Strangely, the first thought to come to mind was- “Dang, I suppose I should have lowered those control rods.”

Thursday’s Tale: The Beast In the Woods

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I once had a friend named Blue who swore there was a beast in the woods. She claimed it was a wolf as big as a house. It had red eyes too. Of course, none of us believed her until one day, she simply vanished.  Weeks later, a park ranger stumbled upon a boot, the same kind she usually wore.  But that wasn’t all that was found. Apparently, he nearly fell into a large hole . He quickly realized it wasn’t just a hole, but an enormous paw print the size of a small car.

I guess Blue didn’t fib after all.