microfiction

Ten Word Story: Release

“Her Hands Released Glowing Energy Which Obliterated The Invading Aliens…”


Prompt:

TEN WORD PHOTO PROMPT: RELEASE

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Six Word Story: Missing

“Teenager Missing; Got Lost While Texting…”

 

Prompt: Six-Word Story Challenge “Missing”

Three Line Tale: Fence

These fences trap me inside, away from my home and with fleeting contact with my family.

This maximum security prison cuts out all contact with the outside world inorder to ensure safety.

Then again, I am glad that I am trapped here among these animals, helping to keep scum like them inside, away from the world…


Word Count: 57

Prompt:

Three Line Tales Week 58

Flash Fiction: Starry Date

They loved coming to the field on their dates.

It was their quiet place, away from their problems. She would forget all her work pressure and melt in his embrace. He would forget about his daily woes and truly smile in her presence. They would lie down on the grass and gaze endlessly at the starry skies. They would talk about everything under the sun, laugh at each other’s jokes and sometimes, they would simply stare into each other’s eyes. This, was not one such night. This night, they had company.

Company that flew in from space, and abducted them…


Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Inspiration Call: Flash Fiction Friday

Flash Fiction: Castles

There it crumbles, again.

It took me months to build it. Many months of planning, all wasted. This was supposed to be my magnum opus. It would have been my legacy. I dedicated so much of my prescious time and efforts into it. It took those cruel people only a matter of hours to bring it down.

What’s done is done. Now it’s time I rebuild it. That is the best part about them, they can be built again.

My grand castles in the air…


Word Count: 85

Prompt:

Tale Weaver #209

Microprose: Lantern

This is the last one.

No lanterns left now. I watch now, as the luminescence floats in the dark sky. My small radiant orb will rise, until its final light fades. As my final hope begins fading. It depends on this last lantern.

Whether I will be rescued…


Word Count: 48

Prompt:

YeahWrite #408 Microprose Challenge

Three Line Tale: Weight

I stand on the weighing scale of life, concentrating on my dreams, goals, ambitions, and all the people that I am fighting for.

I stand in the blizzard of hardships, the bitter weather crushing me down with all its force and weight.

Now, it remains to be seen, if my willpower weighs more, or the adversities that I face end up being heavier…


Word Count: 63

Prompt: Three Line Tales, Week 157