For the writerverse one sentence fic prompts.
“So you see,” he concluded, as the enemy ship sank beneath the waves, “the only difference between a pirate and a privateer is whose flag they fly under!”
The days moved too slowly towards the start of her holiday, yet the hours rushed past as she worked on her dissertation.
The first words to shatter the sudden silence were, “Now, I don’t want to shoot anyone else, so let’s be clear that, given the current circumstances, anything I tell you is not an advisory, it is an order!”
High or low, black or red, you win a little and lose a little, but it’s the house who always wins.
Prompt: role models
Another supposedly childfree character gets pregnant and she wonders, “Where are the women like me?”
Title: Weathering the Storm
Prompt: For the writerverse prompt ‘calm the storm’
Summary: Poem. He’s there through good and bad times
Warnings: Strong emotional themes, hinted depression/mental anguish
(This is a m/f piece but I see no reason the sentiment wouldn’t work just as well for a f/m, m/m, or f/f pairing.)
Continue reading Prose poem: Weathering the Storm
Title: Winter’s Kiss
Type: Terza Rima
Warnings: a mild threat of sexual assault but in a non-explicit way often found in folk songs – and ultimately it is only a threat, for this is no ordinary woman; character death
Snow was falling on the ground
Soft and white and cold
Winter’s chill was all around
Through the woods he strolled
He came upon a pale dame
Quite a beauty to behold
“Tell me love, what is thy name?”
“I’m Nieve,” she did reply
“Nieve, you are in my domain,
With you I will lie.”
Her eyes flashed an ice blue;
“Well, you can but try.”
His corpse was found and this is true
Frozen solid, through and through
[Image: black and white photograph of a lighthouse. Text reads Ever present light,cutting through the dark of night,to keep the ships safe]
The water looked deep and inviting
She stripped off down to her bikini and edged forward. She dipped one toe into the lake and gave an involuntary shriek when the water was much colder than she had expected.
It would be all right once she was fully immersed, she told herself sternly. Gathering up her nerve, she stepped out into the lake, ignoring the chill that ran through her, biting her lip. When the water was just above her waist, she ducked down so her shoulders sank beneath the water. Her teeth were chattering but, finally, she began to acclimatise.
She took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the location and then began to swim with long, elegant strokes. She was utterly alone, and blissfully content.
Watching the Stars
Summary: Writer’s Block hurts.
(originally written for therealljidol prompt “In the garden”
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Two poems originally for a writerverse drabble challenge; they’re paired, in that each tells the same story from differing POVs.
Continue reading Paired Poetry
For various prompts, eight fics of one sentence each.
One should be careful for what they wish, for not only did the child have skin white as snow but her demeanour was icy, as bereft of compassion as the cold winter winds.
With a villainous laugh, he pressed the button, and began the countdown.
Alone, staring up at the night sky, with the stars shining like a million fireflies, she finally felt at peace with the world.
That ghosts might indeed be real was a shock, and they stayed cuddled up under the bedcovers until the safety of daybreak.
It probably hadn’t been the best action to take, but he’d lost his moral compass a long time ago, and moving in any direction was better than standing still.
The email reminded him he wasn’t alone, that he had people who cared, and sent a sliver of light into the darkness.
The cave entrance was dark and ominous and he could easily imagine that the tunnel beyond led directly the underworld.
“Everyone playing this game lies,” he mused, “plotting behind your back and seducing you with fine words – why, pirates and highway men are more honest, being direct with their demands and consequences.”