WARS & BATTLES

Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

A flash fiction challenge of 100 words or less

The photo prompt copyright  J Hardy Carroll.

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WARS & BATTLES

John fought to come home just for them. When he left, she was pregnant. He knew his daughter, Jenny, only through Mary's words and photographs. He couldn't wait to hold them close. His mission finally ended, he boarded the plane home.

50 years later

         At the cemetery, he watched them play, both so beautiful, unchanging, and full of love for him. He'd survived the war, but a drunk driver on the way to his next drink stole them from him.

He hoped Mary would be glad to hear that he only had weeks left. Cancer would win this final battle.

100 words

Yolanda Renée © 2015

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SPIDERLIGHTS

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Hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The following photo is the PHOTO PROMPT. Where does it take you? Tell your story in a hundred words or less.

It seems a small thing to ask, but when posting your story, even if you’re using more than one prompt, please post all prompts to give the reader a sense of connection.

 

SPIDERLIGHTS

The farming of the planet earth is proving quite simple. Morphing into light fixtures in elaborate, ostentatious buildings gave the troop's ample access and a varied population for consumption. Our greatest success came in buildings known as museums.

Of course, leaving the bodies outside nearby fast food restaurants kept the populace apathetic, as the nourishment this stock consume is far more harmful than we are.

 

Thank goodness, our need is only the DMT (Dimethyltryptamine, a psychedelic drug) found in the pineal gland.

This mystic drug is what keeps our species light-years ahead of mere humans.

95 words

Yolanda Renée © 2015

 

 

 

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BRAISED HEART

Introduced to the The Friday Fictioneers. By Alistair Phillips I found myself drawn into another flash fiction group.

This one is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields . All based off a photo contributed by Raina Ng. It is under copyright.

In 100 words or less write about the picture provided. You can read this week’s stories by clicking on the blue Link.

 

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This could become a bad habit, but flash fiction challenges are just too much fun! No excuses, I wrote what I saw, and this picture spoke to me of Braised Heart.

 

BRAISED HEART

         Donna stood back and admired the gleaming counters and sparkling floor. The aroma of baking bread and braised heart had replaced the smell of blood and bleach.

                "Dinner is served," she announced and pulled Clive's two-timing heart from the oven.

         Dusty purred and rubbed against her ankles.

         "How could anyone think that two timing Hannibal's daughter wouldn't come with a price?"

         Dusty meowed his response.

         She laughed. "Of course, maybe if Clive had known?"

         Dusty jumped onto the counter, his dark eyes full of light held her gaze.

                 "You're right; daddy always said it was our little secret."

~98 words~

Yolanda Renee © 2015

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