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Three Line Tale: Nectar

The queen butterfly made her way to the nectar, flying in dizzying circles.

She flapped her large wings, gracefully displaying the intricate spotted pattern on them.

She sucked on the sweet nectar of the human brain, her favorite kind of food.


Prompt:

Three Line Tales, Week 149

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Three Line Tale: Search

It came suddenly, without any warning, giving no chance to our terrestrial brethren, those poor souls which did not have gifts like ours were wiped out instantly.

I don’t know how it happened, but the towering waves came crashing upon our world, submerging it in water.

It has been days without food and rest for us now, on our search to find a new home, any place that survived this aquatic apocalypse…


Word Count: 72

Prompt:

Three Line Tales, Week 148

Flash Fiction: Sanity

The voice won’t stop speaking.

I am on the fringe of my sanity. Within my heart, I know something bad is coming. The voice is announcing its arrival.

A bullet is my only escape…


Word Count: 34

Prompts:

Weekend Writing Prompt #81 – Fringe

Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt: Heart

 

Image Source – Bullet in the head by pierre5454 on DeviantArt

Three Line Tale: Practice

They practiced through the day, polishing their skills, improving their play and mastering the game.

They knew their goal of reaching the top was a lofty one, but they were ready to put in their all to achieve their dream.

They practiced, keeping in mind that they bore the emblem of their nation on their proud chests…


Word Count: 57

Prompt: Three Line Tales #146

FTS Project #3: Punished

I woke up with a severe hangover. I made my way to the bathroom lazily. I glanced at the mirror wondering if I looked as terrible as I felt. I stood staring in horror at the grotesque skull grinning at me… The sight of the skull made me freeze in my tracks. I stopped grinning at the mirror, and the skull stopped grinning back. I quickly touched my palms on my face, only to make contact with bones. I looked around in panic, and spotted her, leaning back on the wall of my washroom. She smiled at me in a sultry manner. “You don’t remember my name do you?” I tried to calm myself down and reply, but it was not working. “That’s fine. At least you remember the great time we had in bed, don’t you? That’s all I was supposed to be no? Like all those other girls you meet?” I tried to think back to yesterday. I could only remember meeting her at the club and having drinks with her. After that my memory went blank. “Poor darling. You probably remember nothing after that bit of chemical in your drink worked its magic.” I composed myself and got ready to grab her. She tsked and winked at me. “You did commit a sin, you know…The sin of lust. You had to be..” I charged at her, but she vanished in an instant, leaving only her voice behind in the air, “..PUNISHED!”
Word Count: 245 Prompts: FTS Project Prompt by Sitharaam Jayakumar Manic Monday’s 3 Way Prompt: Sultry Word of the Day Challenge “Freeze” FOWC with Fandango “Chemical”   This is the third flash fiction story in the Finish The Story Project (FTS Project) You can find out more about the project here Happy reading! 🙂

Three Line Tale: Red Garden

Millions flocked to visit the Red Gardens, to witness the red flowers that remained in bloom all year round.

This tourist destination popped up from nowhere, and soon became a modern wonder of the world.

That worked out very well for the garden as well, only the humans visiting and their sneakily absorbed blood could keep the garden thriving and glowing red all year round.


Prompt:

Three Line Tales, Week 144

Flash Fiction: The Adventure Begins

This is the ninth part in the tale. Find the prequels here:

Part 1- Flash Fiction: Cave Trip

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Cave Trip 2

Part 3 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest

Part 4 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest 2

Part 5 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest 3

Part 6 – Flash Fiction: No Other Choice

Part 7 – Flash Fiction: The Hard Way

Part 8 – Flash Fiction: The Hard Way 2

Now the tale continues…


This tale is not like any of those classics humans are used to reading, where the hero always wins and good triumphs over evil.

No, this is reality and it turns out as dark as I deem it to be.

Now, this poor man who stumbled on to my lair in search of adventure, will be given one he could never have seen even in his worst nightmares.

There is no way back for him now, that way was shut by me, the artist that will paint his dark fate.

Rise now, my deadly minion and act as the instrument of my malice, and become a force of destruction.

Tear apart your victims with your nails, pierce them with your horns, rise now, and fear no opponent

(Find the sequel here – Flash Fiction: Hunt and Kill )


Prompts:

Six Sentence Story “Classics”

FOWC with Fandango “Opponent”

Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt “Deadly”

Weekly Writing Challenge #164

Three Line Tale: Warpaint

Warpaint was in her very culture and she followed it just like her father did, and his father, and his father all the way to her ancestors who started the practice.

As she stepped on to the dark field of battle, her painted face glowed, striking fear into the hearts of her enemies.

She was a stellar warrior, her body was her weapon, and the dance floor was her battlefield, where she belonged, and strove to conquer.


Word Count: 77

Prompts:

Three Line Tales, Week 141

Word of the Day Challenge “Stellar”

Flash Fiction: Snake Sale

So, you are telling me, that with a kill-rate of around 1000 per year, this is the most poisonous snake in the world?

No mate, you really need to go back to school because this is the most ‘venomous’ snake in the world, not the most ‘poisonous’, there’s a difference you see.

And you really need to go to an asylum, because poisonous or venomous, you are the one trying to eat it!


Word Count: 72

Prompt: Three Line Tales, Week 139