Category Five Sentence Fiction

The Bootlegger – Five Sentence Fiction

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He stole me.

He reached inside, breached the battlements, and stole me.

Took my heart, my body, my soul and stole me away.

Stole me away from here, from there, from then, from now.

I am his contraband.

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Here is my latest entry – in poetic form – into the lovely Lillie’s Five Sentence Fiction, where she has provided this photo for our inspiration. Please do visit here to read the entries from other writers who love to keep it short too.

Phoenix – Five Sentence Fiction

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He left me seared, inflamed, incandescent.

I drew myself up, determined that my inner fire would rise from the embers.

Singed and scorched, I breathed, hot air searing my lungs.

My spirit had been burned, but not doused completely.

I will rise and set the world alight once more.

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here is my latest entry into the lovely Lillie’s Five Sentence Fiction, where she has provided this photo for our inspiration. Please do visit here to read the entries from other writers who love to keep it short, and yet still full of meaning.

The Cast – Five Sentence Fiction

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I can’t sleep – my brain is churning, cogitating, processing, analysing, digesting.

Who are these people?

What do they look like, where do they live, do they drink tea or coffee, do they smoke, do they have families, do they have an agenda, and if so, what?

I wish they would reveal their secrets more easily, I wish they would pour out their life stories, without me having to reel them in like so many wriggling, writhing salmon.

But on the other hand, pinning these people down – it’s at least half the fun.

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Here is my latest entry into the lovely Lillie’s Five Sentence Fiction, where she has provided this gorgeous photo for us as this week’s inspiration. Please do visit here to read, read, read some more! No two pieces will be the same…