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Microprose: Sinking Sword

Splash! Relief flooded over him as his sword entered the river.

It’d made him invincible. The world’s most powerful man. If only he could be called man, with his hollow eyes, gaunt skin and decrepit features. As the sword sunk, his vitality rose.

He was alive, again.


Word Count: 47

Prompt:

YeahWrite #447 Microprose Challenge

Microprose: Boring School

School is boring.

I don’t know why my parents force me to attend. I don’t want to study. I want to express myself out there, ,do something interesting like a corporate job. These knives and guns are a waste.

I mean who really wants to be trained to kill?


Word Count: 49

Prompt:

YeahWrite #438 Weekly Writing Challenge

Flash Fiction: Wine Ceremony

Cheers to The Barzelli Family!

Please enjoy the finest wine and the most scrumptious food I have to offer. I, Don Barzelli present you all with gifts on this joyous occasion of our annual wine ceremony. My chefs have informed me that the food they have prepared, far exceeds the standards of any restaurant in this city. Dig in!

Ah! Paulo, good job with those judges, you have earned this wine you are sipping on. Grenario, my top caporegime, the way you dealt with those Russians was sublime. Do enjoy the salmon. Oh, there he is, little Mario. Pigging out on the exotic fruits there. Tell me, Mario do you like them? Yes, of course you do. Answer this though, do you know what kind of fruit Eve ate? An apple, no? You see Mario, Eve ate the fruit of temptation, and temptation got her banished from Eden.

Why did you sell your family out for a handful of cash? Does The Barzelli Family mean so little to you? You saddened me, boy. You know what comes next don’t you?

Yep, take him away, and feed him to the fishes…


Word Count: 190

Prompt:

YeahWrite’s Weekly Writing Challenge #412

Microprose: Lantern

This is the last one.

No lanterns left now. I watch now, as the luminescence floats in the dark sky. My small radiant orb will rise, until its final light fades. As my final hope begins fading. It depends on this last lantern.

Whether I will be rescued…


Word Count: 48

Prompt:

YeahWrite #408 Microprose Challenge

Microprose: Rise

I survey the hallowed grounds.

The many graves mark the locations of those resting in peace. I am here to disturb their peaceful slumber. I make a cut on my left thumb with a knife, and let my blood drip onto the holy grounds. I hold out my bleeding hand.

“RISE!”

The spell works, my undead army stands before me.

The world will fall…


Word Count: 64

Written for YeahWrite #395 Microprose Challenge

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