Monthly Archives: August 2015

Bomb – by Graceless Hippo @Jo_Forty

Reposted from: here “Alone under the cold black void. The dead planet unfolds beneath. Majestic, epic sweeping cloyed, Distant clouds of storms teeth….” He wrote frantically, air tasting stale, tears streaming from his eyes. The domed window was the best vantage point on that Space Station. Only two people could fit inside the viewing port

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Bomb – by Rob @rob_o_parsons

Reposted from: here BANG!! It was 10.30 when what can only be described as the bomb went off exploding and changing his life for ever. It did not help that he had been warned, that only increased his sense of panic and fear. All the doubts were now real, how would he cope, there so

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Bomb – by @ChocoLaDutchess

Reposted from: here It had been one of those days, Adeline had to admit that. Running errands, making sure the boys were neatly dressed and pressed and out with their schoollunches, their homework done in their schoolbags and so on. After that making soup for the dinner party they had planned for that night, which

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BOMB – (The Gutter Prince, Part 6) by Nathan @baboonicorn

Reposted from: here For the previous instalment, click here. To start from the beginning, Part One is here. Keeper Abermarle watched the prison wagon rumble out of the gates with six of his most dangerous inmates aboard. It would be best, he concluded, that half of them perished in the course of the works, leaving him

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Senseless Loss by The Scribbling Wren @soosietweets

Reposted from: here 100 words prompted by War to be read from the bottom & backwards. .sky the In .cloud a To .pillar purple a up Swept .dust to turned ground the on moved that creatures living the All .sky the in Birds .sea the in fish the While .silence A .gases of gasp that

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POD (The Gutter Prince, Part 5) by Nathan B @baboonicorn

Reposted from: here For the previous instalment, click here. To start from the beginning, Part One is here. Far from the horrors of Newgate Gaol, Sir Richard settled down in a luxurious feather bed at his London residence in affluent Pentonville. With a soft command word, he extinguished the thaumic lantern that hovered at his bedside and

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Basement – by “Graceless Hippo” @jo_forty

Reposted from: here #Down in the cellar, under the stairs. Lives a strange monster That frequently scares. It grumbles and moans And clatters about. I imagine it has A terrible snout. It’s bright red eyes Glow in the gloom, Make the basement A horrible red eery room. You can’t go down there. You mustn’t, it’s

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The Caretaker by The Scribbling Wren @soosietweets

Reposted from: here Megan died first. We’d lost track of time so I don’t know when it was but she was the first to leave. He stopped tying us up after then so we huddled together as much as we could. For warmth. Companionship. Never been friends before. Obviously we knew each other from school.

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