“Your education didn’t literally cost you an arm and a leg,” laughed Jane. “There’s barely a scratch on your body.”
“I didn’t say it was my arm or leg,” sighed Becky.
VSS365 prompt: scratch
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Scramble
Perseverance’s audio transmission.
A scramble to decode.
Blinding night lights.
VSS365 prompt: scramble
Mean
All he’d wanted was for her to curtail her whining about his shoddy work-ethic. She stood before him, shaking off the soil, and he knew burying her alive was a bit too mean of a reaction.
VSS365 prompts: curtail, shoddy, mean
River
Sat at the corner of the river, watching a random assortment of whales, dolphins, and squid heading upstream. They pondered if this had something to do with the residents of Innsmouth vanishing last week.
VSS365 prompts: corner, river, random
Mistakes
All the lost lives, where so many spoke no goodbyes, lost in the last mistake humans would make. The dust settled, rad storms rumbled, and it still lived.
VSS365 prompts: mistake, lost, goodbye
Friend
“Freinds to the end,” said Ava.
“To the end,” replied Mary. “More fruit punch?”
VSS365 prompt: friend
Dream
She slid further under her duvet as a candy-coloured sandman placed a sugar reed on her dresser. She hoped to wake up from this absurd dream, this nightmare.
No such luck.
VSS365 prompt: dream
Hug
Last seen walking the halls of Westminster, hugging the Union Jack. Muttering, “it’ll be a fantastic year for Britain.” The Prime Minister. The last Brit witnessed alive.
VSS365 prompt: hug
Nothing
She knew something was amiss during the external examination. Peeling back the skin and finding nothing but straw, it dawned on her why nobody checked the pulse on Westminsters retired residents.
VSS365 prompt: nothing
Dope & Run
“He ran up the hill and left all that bread behind?” gasped Crane.
“That’s one dopey Slavic duck,” laughed Sparra.
“Maybe he’s Russian,” pondered Crow.
VSS365 Prompts: Dope & Run
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