festival

Microfiction: Festival Of Colours

The celebrations were vibrant like every year.

The townsfolk were making merry in the streets, enjoying the festival of colours. Powders and waters of different hues were being tossed around. The blues mixed with the greens and the yellows to create a joyous chaos. No one noticed at first that the people suddenly falling down, were not collapsing because of the effects of bhang. They only realised the truth when they saw that the red on the fallen was not colour.

The dacoits had attacked!

Word Count: 85

Prompt: #TellTaleThursday – 21st March 2019

#TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya

Flash Fiction: Return

Praises be sung, our lord has returned victorious. 

The cheers and chanting continued throughout the capital as its ruler made his triumphant return. The citizens lit torches and kindled celebratory flames in order to welcome their light bringer. They sang praises of his exploits in battle, how he alone destroyed half the enemy army. They celebrated their victory over their greatest enemy, one who was threatening their very way of existence. The roads leading to the palace looked like rivers of gold, and the palace itself shone like the sun.

The Festival of lights marked the Demon king’s return.

Word Count: 99

Prompt: Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge Nov 1