Thursday 29 November 2012

The Gatekeeper


“He betrayed me”

“Betrayed you? How.”

“I trusted him. I made him the gatekeeper. His sole duty was to show the way. He was to lead them to the gates. He was to point them towards the place where they would spend eternity. For that his reward... to remain mortal.”

“And what happened.”

“Not only did he not fulfil his duty. He actively worked against me. He pointed them towards the land of the living. He thought he could rescue them. He sent them back.”

“And where is he now?”

“Now and forever he will only show the true direction.”

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100 words, written for FridayFictioneers.

Monday 26 November 2012

The Grump (in homage to My Favourite Things)

Scowling and snarling and loudly complaining
Bitching and howling not a moment of peace
Grumpy and gnarly I moan when I sing
Grumbling is one of my favourite things

When the world scowls
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"In 1959, Rodgers and Hammerstein wrote the music for the Broadway production, The Sound of Music.  One of the most famous songs from the musical is "My Favorite Things."  Since its inception, the song has been covered by countless artists, and we're asking you to follow suit.  Give us a few of your favorite things, in whichever form you want, in 33 words exactly."

Tuesday 20 November 2012

Monument


Once mere objects, held back to spare the environment
How you have evolved
Become markers of time, reminders of events past
You held the force that controlled light and sound
You let us see and speak, hear and listen
Then, you were spat out, your flesh consumed
You, who held the power to move gadgets, gizmos, machines and devices
Now, just monuments to consumption, symbols of usage
No longer able to provide, you are empty, spent
Oh little cylinders, dormant in your cage, filling space
What history you posses
What memories you hold
What moments were captured by your spark
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100 words written for Friday Fictioneers.

Tuesday 13 November 2012

Her World

This post is for Trifecta: Week Fifty-One (Anniversary Challenge). The first paragraph was written by Joules, and was the first-ever Trifecta response, one year ago. Below it, I have written 100 words. My team mate Kat will write the concluding part. 
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"Charts and optimal dates and preferential temperatures. One line or two. As if she could summon whatever it is that makes up the human soul as easily as she could a cab on a busy New York avenue.

Her mind wandered back to that moment so many years ago. Despite her nervousness, she had known then that whatever the outcome, it would be all right. It was her destiny.


She opened her eyes. One line….. Gazing out of the floor to ceiling windows. Her office on the thirty third level, views across the park, the skyscrapers, the city. Today, this was her world. She had created an empire. Offices in seven countries, thirteen cities. Four hundred people. Appearances on TV, quoted regularly in the press. Success, money, recognition. Fate had been good.


She opened her eyes. Two lines…..

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Monday 12 November 2012

Angst

Teenage boy
Beautiful angel
In his dreams
Desires him
She takes the lead
His rational part
Knows
The odds are split
Back in reality
He freezes
And with inaction
The chance is gone
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Written for Trifextra: Week Forty-One.

Andy Rooney created something called “The 50-50-90 rule: anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.” 

Memory of Winter


Every year, I look forward to this day. Not that it’s the first cold day, or the first day where there is ice. It is, however, the day I celebrate. Usually it is a weekend. On a weekday, I’d be rushing off to school. I always hope for a bright sunny day. When I open the curtains, everything is obscured by a blanket of ice. I place my forehead and hands against the window. The warmth from my body on the smooth cold pane creates little holes, through which I see the world outside. I now know it is winter.
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100 words written for Friday Fictioneers,

Wednesday 7 November 2012

Colony Colony

Eleven ships carrying animals, tools, clothing, grain and other supplies set out on an eight month voyage. The supplies are sufficient to last two years, plus the journey time. Also aboard are approximately 1,300 passengers, about two thirds of whom are convicts. The rest are officials, soldiers, the ships crews, plus a few wives and children. The destination is Port Jackson. The landing signifies the beginning of a mass transportation movement to start a prison colony. The aim is to relieve overcrowding in the jails back home. The year is 1788. It is sixteen years after the HMS Endeavour landed on the east coast of Australia.

Eleven ships carrying animals, tools, clothing, grain and other supplies set out on an eight month voyage. The supplies are sufficient to last two years, plus the journey time. Also aboard are approximately 1,300 passengers, about two thirds of whom are convicts. The rest are officials, soldiers, the ships crews, plus a few wives and children. The destination is the Gale Crater. The landing signifies the beginning of a mass transportation movement to start a prison colony. The aim is to relieve overcrowding in the jails back home.  The year is 2028. It is sixteen years after the Curiosity Rover landed on the surface of the planet Mars.
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Written for Trifecta Challenge, week fifty. The word is YEAR (noun), used in the context: