Flash Fiction Round 4
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
The rain didn't stop for a long time. This wasn't a good sign for the kitten. Another, lazy boring day, the kitten thought. I think I'm getting sleepy. Gotta go to my house. In front of her was the house. She went inside the hole. (50 words)
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Her children went ahead to setup. The house, miraculously quiet.
Opting for—slightly—more comfortable choices, Ms. Haverly slipped kitten heels on before fishing a black umbrella out of the hall closet heading toward the front door.
She lingered only briefly to collect herself, then stepped out into the rain. (50 words)
Opting for—slightly—more comfortable choices, Ms. Haverly slipped kitten heels on before fishing a black umbrella out of the hall closet heading toward the front door.
She lingered only briefly to collect herself, then stepped out into the rain. (50 words)
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A kitten darted into the house, drenched from the rain. It shook, spraying water everywhere, including on the cat-hating owner’s prized rug. “That’s ruined,” he sighed. The kitten meowed, looking innocent. The man stared at it, his heart melting. “Fine, you win. I didn’t need a dry house anyway.”
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Rain or shine, the kitten knew the show must go on. He stepped out onto the stage and began to dance and sing his heart out. The door opened, keys jingling. Bob laughed as he entered the house, "Fluffy, what are you doing?" (43 words)
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
Beans have been sent for our last prompt! Although given that it went up a little late due to a series of unfortunate events, if you want to respond to that one as well (and who wouldn’t want to tell a story about a kitten?), you can do so until tomorrow at 6 PM HOL-time.
Also, remember to make sure you’re clicking on the final page of the thread each time. You don’t want to accidentally respond to a prompt from a while ago.
And now onto our next one…
piece, gate, parchment
For example:
Heart hammering, she approached the gate. She was clutching the parchment so tightly it crackled – if only the guard didn’t look too closely.
“Hey, you!” the guard yelled, charging after a boy who’d just flicked a turnip at him.
She slipped inside unnoticed. Well, that was a piece of luck. (50 words)
Also, remember to make sure you’re clicking on the final page of the thread each time. You don’t want to accidentally respond to a prompt from a while ago.
And now onto our next one…
piece, gate, parchment
For example:
Heart hammering, she approached the gate. She was clutching the parchment so tightly it crackled – if only the guard didn’t look too closely.
“Hey, you!” the guard yelled, charging after a boy who’d just flicked a turnip at him.
She slipped inside unnoticed. Well, that was a piece of luck. (50 words)
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She clutched the torn piece of parchment to her heart, fighting back tears of joy. She propped herself against the gate and stole another look at it. She sighed happily as she read the words from her husband; the war was over and he was coming home. (47 words)
“The question isn’t who’s going to let me; it’s who’s going to stop me.”
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She wrote a poem embedded with a piece of their shared life. With the parchment clutched in her hands, she drove past the cemetery's gate, parking near the row where his tombstone resides. She walked to his grave and read it to him mournfully, leaving it behind when she left. (50 words)
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In spite of the news, your face turns a sickly parchment absorbing it.
“Splendid!” Your nephew soothes, offering a forkful of food. “You’ll be right as rain! Another piece?”
“Yeah,” you sigh, smiling.
Later, as the gate closes behind the boy’s car, you declare, “Cake!”
He laughs, then changes directions. (50 words)
“Splendid!” Your nephew soothes, offering a forkful of food. “You’ll be right as rain! Another piece?”
“Yeah,” you sigh, smiling.
Later, as the gate closes behind the boy’s car, you declare, “Cake!”
He laughs, then changes directions. (50 words)
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
Bob walked through the gate of the mansion in which his music teacher lived. A few minutes later, the music teacher played a piece on the piano, as Bob stared confused at the musical notes drawn on the parchment given to him.
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The playing piece landed on the table, and rolled to a stop. She studied the parchment, puzzled. "Hmmm. This looks like it could represent either a portal or a gate. My choice." She chose 'portal'; it manifested, and she stepped through it, into the unknown. (45 words)
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
Beans have been beaned.
Our words this time are…
key, fish, theatre
The crane laboriously swung the crate of smoked fish from the ship onto the docks. The operator pulled the key from the ignition, then doffed his cap to the gaggle of children who had gathered to watch this bit of everyday theatre. (42 words)
Our words this time are…
key, fish, theatre
The crane laboriously swung the crate of smoked fish from the ship onto the docks. The operator pulled the key from the ignition, then doffed his cap to the gaggle of children who had gathered to watch this bit of everyday theatre. (42 words)
"Growing up doesn't have to mean I lose the cape, the faith, the dream. I'm so done with that... I'm taking it back."
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
In a hurry to leave for the theatre, I absent-mindedly dropped my key instead of fish food into my aquarium. My pet fish swam around the key, confused, until I fished the key out with a hook.
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Running a fish theatre is a rather tricky business. The key factor is the choreography, which I learned the hard way. Many grueling hours of training later, it was opening night at last. I beamed with pride as the audience applauded the synchronized swimming of my aquatic friends. (48 words)
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After much trial and error, I have finally found the key to fishing. All I do is put on some theatre music, and the fish come swarming in. They seem to enjoy it, and that's good enough for me, especially when I constantly win the biggest catch! (47 words)
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key, fish, theatre
The fish cautiously sprouted out its legs, and deliberately stepped out onto the dry land. A key element of this surprising move is that the theatre in which it had lived its life was drastically shrinking and something had to change! It was a hard choice; would others come, too? (50 words)
The fish cautiously sprouted out its legs, and deliberately stepped out onto the dry land. A key element of this surprising move is that the theatre in which it had lived its life was drastically shrinking and something had to change! It was a hard choice; would others come, too? (50 words)
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It was all theatre, of course. A dramatization of how I really felt.
The key was not taking my scene to unbelievable, over the top levels. Then again, people tended to expect that kinda attention grabbing from me anyway, so some leeway there.
They don’t call me “Fish” for nothing. (50 words)
The key was not taking my scene to unbelievable, over the top levels. Then again, people tended to expect that kinda attention grabbing from me anyway, so some leeway there.
They don’t call me “Fish” for nothing. (50 words)
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
"The key to the theatre of life," said the old man, "is to find an environment that best supports you. Just as a fish flourishes in water, so too is there somewhere out there that you would thrive."
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Re: Flash Fiction Round 4
Beans have been delivered.
This weeks words are…
fairy, building, dawn
He streaked towards the tiny crack he’d entered the building through, tilting his wings to fit. His heart sank – the sun was coming up.
The training vision vanished to be replaced with his glowering supervisor.
“What did I say?”
“A good tooth fairy is always out by dawn, ma’am.” (49 words)
This weeks words are…
fairy, building, dawn
He streaked towards the tiny crack he’d entered the building through, tilting his wings to fit. His heart sank – the sun was coming up.
The training vision vanished to be replaced with his glowering supervisor.
“What did I say?”
“A good tooth fairy is always out by dawn, ma’am.” (49 words)
"Growing up doesn't have to mean I lose the cape, the faith, the dream. I'm so done with that... I'm taking it back."
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The fairy got up extra early today with one goal in mind. He flew as high as he could in the treetops, enough to see the towering city miles away. Just as dawn struck, he arrived and watched the rising sun shimmer across the massive buildings. (46 words)
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As dawn fell upon the quiet town, the fairy swooshed out of the chimney of the last building of the busiest lane there. "It has been an all-nighter", said the fairy, yawning, "time to rest".
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