The Visitor – Five Sentence Fiction

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  – BEAUTY.

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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– The Visitor –

His shimmering wings – iridescent, delicate, gossamer-light – flicker effortlessly as he dances above the limpid pool.

Lily pads lie heavy on the water’s surface, waxy blossoms opening their petals to embrace the day.

The dragonfly comes to rest, his copper coloured body flashing and glinting in the rising sun.

A second passes, the glade holds its breath; the dragonfly pushes off and away – the pool is bereft.

The slightest of ripples shudder across the water, a momentary memory of his jewelled presence.

 

Lillie McFerrin Writes


The Usurper – Trifextra Week 84

This weekend, the Trifecta team’s Trifextra challenge asks us to write 33 words including Tether, Loft and Crown in the tales tht we weave.

Why not visit here to read all the brilliant offerings?! Or, take part yourself….

Here’s my little tale below. Enjoy!

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– The Usurper –

The tether encircling my neck is delicate yet iron-strong.

I am secluded in my loft – it is my haven.

Nobody comes

– except my master, adorned with his crown.

All power is mine.

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Trifecta

Violated – VisDare 36

Here’s my latest offering for Anonymous Legacy‘s photo-inspired prompt, VisDare. This week’s prompt word is ‘Implore’. 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. It’s somewhat of a continuation from two previous VisDare entries, here (33) and here (34) Let me know what you think, and give it a go yourself, why not?

– Violated – 

She was chewing on her bottom lip again. I felt a thrill as her impurities – bitten-down fingernails, a bruise yellowing on roughened knuckles – unfurled before me. She was like a rose, blowsy with over-exposure to the sun.

She had a story. She was real.

“But what is it, Mr Riordan? What does it represent?”

“You tell me.”

She studied the photograph, peering closer, her breath misting the paper’s sheen.

I waited.

“It’s a portrayal of loss, of longing, of disappointment, of betrayal, of hopes dashed and destroyed. It’s about possessing someone until you can’t see them any more.”

Her cheeks flushed. She had stripped herself bare with the words as they poured from her mouth.

“So many invisible people,” she whispered.

I dragged a forefinger over her cheekbone, watched the skin pale under the pressure. Her pupils dilated, inky.

I had to have her.

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