It was not a show of power or a spectacle of patriotic pride, or even a marketing stunt.
It was simply an expression of pure passion for flying, and daredevilry of the pilots.
Sigh..aristocrats and their hobbies…
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microfiction
Microfiction: A.C.E Up My Sleeve
It was not the first time Syren was being shot at.
However, it was the first time she was being shot at without her trusty blaster by her side. She had been stupid enough to have lost it in the barrage of fire that was being directed towards her. She only had one card left to play, her A.C.E. She switched her distress signal on and ducked under the table, which wasn’t going to hold out against blaster fire. It didn’t have to.
A.C.E’.s timely entry and vast arsenal made quick work of Syren’s assailants.
Word Count: 95
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Twittering Tale: Intervention
I’m the only one against the idea.
Everyone else seemed okay with it. We wait in the kitchen while the two sort out their differences outside. I’m unsure about leaving the two unsupervised. With them things tend to fly out of proportion.
Thank God, this party has a no-guns theme…
Character Count: 280
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Microfiction: The Beast
Its appearance disturbed the quiet of the forest.
The legendary beast was as beautiful as it was ferocious. It made quick work of most of the party. I was enthralled by its presence as it chewed up my last remaining partner. I did not want to harm it.
It didn’t resonate with those thoughts…
Word Count: 54
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Three Line Tale: The Castle
The castle still stands, as it did a thousand years ago.
It has seen all the faces of war, and the evolution of human weapons from swords and bows to tanks and guns.
Yet, it chose never to intervene with its armies, remaining hidden from the greedy eyes of humans; which is why it still remains standing…
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Microfiction: Lantern
They always follow the light.
Floating frivolously in the air, they are granted purpose only by the light of the lantern. My lantern. Every night I walk across the field and every night they follow me. Sometimes only tens, but on other nights thousands come , forming a long caravan of soft illumination. These floating souls need a path to reach the afterlife.
I show them that path, with my lantern…
Word Count: 70
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Microfiction: Surprising Road
The road through nature, away from the big city held many surprises, but none greater than real peace of mind…
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Microprose: Fell
I fell, landing with a splash.
As I came to, I realised the floor tasted like blood. No, the floor itself was a shallow pool of blood.
Hell’s not so bad for vampires afterall…
Word Count: 34
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Twittering Tale: Dream Come True
I enjoyed my job.
It didn’t pay much, but being in a garage let me be close to cars. Sometimes, I would get to lay my hands on some exotic models. When the Beetle was brought in, it was a dream come true.
However, finding the cash stash underneath truly made my dreams come true…
Character Count: 280
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Microfiction: Golden Treasure
This was it, the X on my map.
I had ventured into the great barren plains with my goal clearly set in mind. Through sheer grit and determination did I make my way through the harsh conditions. My labours had yielded results. The huge protrusion in the ground began parting as I stepped towards it. Its insides emitted a golden glow so strong, that I had to shield my eyes. The aroma instantly made my mouth water. I’d found my treasure.
The perfect baked giant-potato…
Word Count: 85
Prompt:
The Dark Netizen 