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Assumption – Five Sentence Fiction

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It’s time for my latest offering to Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fiction, a weekly prompt where there is no word limit, just a limit on the number of sentences. Plus, although she provides a word prompt, it is just for direction only – you don’t have to include the word itself in your contribution.

This week, the prompt is  – MALICE.

Do let me know what you think of my offering below – and whilst you’re at it, why not take a look at everyone else’s offerings (I’m sure they’ll be fabulous), and even give it a go yourself…

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– Assumption –

“Why the hell did you do that?!”

“Because I can’t believe that you spent all that money on yourself, when you knew I needed a new car, when you knew how much I’ve been trying to save up so that once, just once, I could have something that wasn’t second hand!”

“But I -“

“I don’t want to hear it – get out of my sight!”

I bought it for you.

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Hindsight – VisDare 42

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Here’s my latest offering for Anonymous Legacy‘s photo-inspired prompt, VisDare. This week’s prompt word is ‘Outnumbered’. The rules are simple:

150 words – or less.

Post entry to your blog and “link in”.

(Please – no erotica or graphic violence.)

DON’T FORGET to read and comment on others’ entries!!

The photo is below, and my piece follows.  Let me know what you think, and give it a go yourself, why not?

– Hindsight – 

“Back in the good old days, there would be taxis, buses, cars, vans, bike couriers and a sea of people down there. It was so noisy – absolute heaven!”

Sarah peered through the glass, murky with grime. The streets were now deserted, buildings cloaked in silence, creepers snaking around greying pillars, doorways rusted shut. Nature was staking her claim. It must have been five years since…

“Penny for them?” Alex wrapped his arm around her shoulders, protective.

“I wonder what the Last Day was like?”

“I don’t think we’ll ever know.”

“They say that the City of London has been relocated underground, somewhere in -”

“Ssh! Don’t say it!”

“Sorry. This place is so… haunting…”

“Let’s go, honey. This was a mistake, in more ways than one.”

“No, it wasn’t. It was good to see where all the trouble started. And what can happen – after.”

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Incoherence – dVerse Poetics

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Here’s my submission to the dVerse Poetics prompt – this week, we are asked to write something inspired by ‘peace’, since yesterday was the International Day of Peace.

As ever, my creativity strikes at the most inconvenient of times – last night it was just when I was about to go to bed!

Anyway, I hope you enjoy my piece below – please do visit the linky link thing to read many more!

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– Incoherence –

There is no silence inside my head
It’s filled with the voices of the dead
the lost, the unloved, the slipped through the cracks
There is no silence inside my head

The voices linger inside my head
They keen and whisper of long-held dread
that tears, that corrodes, that rips them apart
There is no silence inside my head

The people crowd inside my head
They shriek whilst they are ripped into shreds
for power, for might, for strength over all
There is no silence in my head

There is no silence inside my head
Illusion’s immunity, them in our stead
for now at least, but time plays tricks well
No peace, no silence, no rest ’til your dead.