twittering tales

Twittering Tale: Lone Wolf

I saw him looking at me.

Petrified with fear, I stood rooted in spot. The black wolf took slow steps towards me.
As he neared, i could see his eyes and once I had seem them, all fear began left my body. I had seen those eyes before. They held dark loneliness inside.

Like my eyes…

Character Count: 280


Twittering Tales #113 – 4 December 2018


Twittering Tale: Last Walk

Their bags packed, they began their journey.

Holding each other’s hands, they walked down the cobbled streets, reliving memories. They had always imagined what life would have been like had they met as children. Not having much time left, they went on a long walk.

One last time…

Character Count: 280


Twittering Tales #112, 27 Nov, 2018

Twittering Tale: Wells

Most of the water had gone.
The only path left, was to fight for whatever little water was left in the deep-sunk wells. And so started the third world war. Millions perished. However, it was not long before we had to unite once again.
The invaders from the wells, made it happen….

Character Count: 280


Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018


Twittering Tale: Experiment

Rise and shine!
Time to check how my successful experiment is doing. Ah! There she is. Good morning Dolly.
Why are there so many Dolly clones here? We had only tested it once yesterday.
Is that Dolly using the cloning machine?

Uh Oh! This can’t be good for us.

(Read more about Dolly the cloned sheep here)

Character Count: 280


Twittering Tales #110 – 13 November 2018


Psstt…try your hand at the Wacky Weekend Challenge hosted by me, it’ll be fun! 😉

Twittering Tale: Don’t Peek

It has existed for many years.
Every subsequent generation is told about the mirror. How it is to remain undisturbed and untouched, no peeking. But, every generation has one inquisitive one. My little had brother removed the white sheet and peeked into it.

He is still inside….

Character Count: 278


Twittering Tales #109 – 6 November 2018

Twittering Tale: Exist

She walked through the crowded street, unnoticed by passers by. She walked on, among the crowd, wondering if it made any difference whether she was alive or dead in this crowd? Did these people exist for each other? Or were they all wandering wraiths like her?

Cursed to live on…

Character Count: 280


Twittering Tales #108

Twittering Tale: Forest of Hands

Many years ago, the government had decided to clear the forest. All trees were to be cut down. In response, a group of naturalists had started a tree hugging movement. Since they loved the trees, the trees absorbed their bodies.

Only their hands remain visible, to this day..

Character Count: 275

Prompt: Twittering Tales #107

Twittering Tale: Missing

Any leads on the missing men?

Easy for my boss to ask. I was the one who spent the entire night searching for the three VIPs who had all gone missing yesterday.

Now, the rain has stopped. The sunlight reveals the crows having a feast.

I suspect they have found the bodies..

Character Count: 270

Prompt: Twittering Tales # 107

Twittering Tale: Party

I was excited.
It was the first time that I had been invited to a house party. It was being hosted by this group of the coolest people in college. I had loads of booze, and finally passed out.
When I came to, the house party was still on.
Just that now, I was inside the dollhouse.

Character Count: 280

Prompt: Twittering Tales #106

Twittering Tale: Typewriters

A madman once read that monkeys typing on typewriters are bound to produce a novel. And so, he made monkeys type. Everyone mocked him. But, they were all proven wrong. The monkeys produced a masterpiece!

The madman stood triumphant, the typewriters stood as relics of his victory.

Character Count: 280

Prompt: Twittering Tales #105 – 9 October 2018

This is the second piece I have written, that was inspired by the Infinite Monkey Theorem (You can read the first one here: Six-Word Story: Monkey )


Happy reading! 🙂