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Three Line Tale: Target Practice

Control your breathing and calm your nerves, lads, just like we practiced.

Hold the bow firmly and keep your aim steady, and release when you feel you are ready to hit the target.

Don’t let those eyes begging you to miss, distract you from your goal of executing traitors, and put an arrow right between those eyes…


Prompt:

Three Line Tales, Week 176
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Flash Fiction: Old Tools

Gentlemen and ladies, take a look at these.

These were the tools used by man. They look prehistoric don’t they? However, you would be surprised to know that they are only a mere hundred years old. This only goes on to show how much we have progressed in a century. Now, if you will follow me, we shall make our way to the observation deck.

With the aid of our technology, we will be able to sit right here and observe our ancestor’s colony, a planet called earth…


Word Count: 88

Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers 14th June 2019

Twittering Tale: By Her Side

She has always been my friend.

I’ve always been there for her. I stuck by her through the good days and the bad ones. I stuck by her side when she lost her head over some guy. I was there even when he cut off her head.

Now, I am by her side as she delivers flowers to his grave….


Character Count: 280

Prompt:

Twittering Tales #140 – 11 June 2019

Twittering Tale: Midnight Snack

I hate this.

These midnight hunger pangs are the worst. I have to get out from my cozy bed and go all the way to the kitchen, in darkness, because I don’t want to disturb my sleepy eyes. It’s scary. What if there’s something in the shadows?

And even worse, what if it wants my food?


Character Count: 280

Prompt:

Twittering Tales #136 – 14 May 2019

Microfiction: Denial

This is just not possible.

My plan’s airtight. Create a distraction at the party, sneak into the Director’s bedroom, wait for him to arrive and assassinate him. Perfect plan. It cannot fail. The distraction worked perfectly. Managed to sneak into the room without alerting anyone. I’m sure he’ll come in this red room. He cannot go about upsetting my planning like this.

I cannot accept that my colour-blindness can prevent me from becoming a top notch assassin.


Word Count: 77

Prompt:

Weekend Writing Prompt #105 – Denial

#BlogBattle: Airtight

Flash Fiction: To Be Old Again

Has this road become longer, or have I become slower?

Definitely the latter. I really have become old.Look at me, can’t even manage to walk without my cane. I see the road is covered with petals from the tree. The same tree that only a few months ago, stood barren and cold in the winter. If only all us humans had that ability to shed our old skin and look young all over again. Well, I can’t speak for all the humans. But, I’m lucky I discovered the fountain of youth.

Now where did I keep that water-bottle?


Word Count: 99

Prompts:

Carrot Ranch May 9: Flash Fiction Challenge

Sunday Photo Fiction – May 12, 2019

Three Line Tale: Legendary Port

This is the legendary port town of Salty Sea, where the legend of the great kraken was born.

Our sailors were the ones who went out to see, encountered the kraken and took it down, opening the sea up for trade and bringing great prosperity to our little town.

What we did not know, was that the Kraken had children, and after all these years, the now-adult children are coming for us; vengeance in mind…


Prompt:

Three Line Tales, Week 171

Microfiction: Landing

Ah, it is indeed, magnificent.

The blue pearl of the solar system lives up to its name. Entering Earth’s atmosphere now. Alright, boys and girls. Let’s bring her down nice and easy. Our stealth fields are working at 100% capacity. The human natives won’t detect our approach. Let’s put her down at the edge of the forest. Away from immediate civilization. Good, now turn on your transfiguration devices. Remember the plan, boys and girls: Infiltration only. No killing.

Not yet…


Word Count: 80

Prompt:

The Aether Prompt: May 8th, 2019