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
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
“Freinds to the end,” said Ava.
“To the end,” replied Mary. “More fruit punch?”
VSS365 prompt: friend
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
The stork arrived, once again, with an empty beak. She sunk to knees and sobbed, as it beat its wings and flew away. At the age of 49, she knew she didn’t have many visits left.
(#VSS365, Prompt; Stork, 178 characters)
“That’d be Ethel,” said Gina. “The lady next door. A short lady with jet-black hair. Widowed 33-years ago. I can hear her singing all the time.”
“It’s not singing,” called a voice through the wall. “She’s not a widow, either.”
(#VSS365, Prompt; Short, 225 characters)
She unrolled the ransom note. “£300,000 or we sacrifice your husband to Ix Chel.”
She patted the deathly creature on the head and gave it a pig’s ear. She’d earned it, she thought, as she fed the note into the paper shredder.
(#VSS365 & #BraveWrite, Prompts: #Earn #Deathly, 224 characters)
“And when we arrived at our destination,” grumbled Fi, “we were mugged by six dwarves.”
“Not happy,” sighed Sparra.
(#VSS365, Prompt: #Destination, 114 characters)
“Oh, come on, they’re cannibals,” said Jim. “If they want us to join in their game, we should get into the spirit of it.”
“Fine,” grumbled Alyx. “What are we playing?”
“Swallow the leader,” replied Jim.
(#VSS365, Prompt: Spirit, 200 characters)
Fear coursing through her veins, shoe in hand, she tugged at the royal blue curtains. Where the bloody hell did that spider go?
(#VSS365, Prompt: Royal, 127 characters)