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One Night in the Cabin

A quiet calm settled over the valley as darkness blanketed the landscape. We fell asleep beside the dying embers in the fireplace, the dogs and I. The moonlight beams danced across the aged wooden floor.  A tiny mouse scurried along the widow sill nibbling on a piece of stolen cheese.  He disturbed the row of clay jars there, knocking one to the floor with a crash.  The din awakened me from one of my nightmares.  Seeing the thief, but impotent to stop him, I watched as he disappeared behind the oak chest.  I abandoned sleep to curl up with a nice thick book from the bookcase on the shelf behind me.  Searching through the bookmarks, I read several aubades from within the pages of an old poetry book until the sun peaked out between the clouds, and the dogs began to molest me for breakfast.

“Captured”

Inspired by Grandma’s Goulash‘s meme Succinctly Yours‘ 140 characters OR 140 words challenge and “word of the week” bonus.
Word of the Week:  Yam

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Rob looked up just in time to see a flash! After the paper came out, he gave up cross-dressing, mocking Big Bill’s socks and stealing yams.

~140 Characters~

Out of View

 

Iron pew out of view
Perfect to soak autumn hues
And muse of you
Again

Written for Magpie Tales  
Comments and Critiques welcome!

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Time Keeper

Inspired by “Microfiction Monday
where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer.”

 

He stood in the center of Main
Repeating the refrain
“Do ye have the time?”
In the shadow of the clock,
He was ignored more oft than not.

~140 Characters~

 

Jamison’s Letters

This week’s prompt is “She lifted the stack of letters from the ancient chest…”

Ruth opened the door and gasped, “It’s like stepping back in time.”

“You’ll have no access to any electronic devices or equipment.”

She lifted the stack of letters from the ancient chest, “These are Jamison’s letters, written on assignment . . .?”

“Yes, and they’re in cursive so we’ve provided a chart to help you decipher them.”

“He was in a remote location. We’re sending you to a city with better equipment,” Commander Jones reassured her.  “We will monitor you, but without contact. At the end of this training session we will need a decision.”

Even then, Ruth knew she would accept the mission.

 Note: this is a prequel to “Beam me up, Scottie.”

Word Count  100
Written for  Saturday Centus

 

Soap Ahoy!

Inspired by “Microfiction Monday
where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer.”

 

Well, Bud, you were looking for a sign. Thar she is! Ain’t it about time ya had a bath?

Bud raised a weathered bent finger and walked away.

~139 Characters~

Into the Fog

Inspired by “Microfiction Monday
where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer.”

 

“So,” Larry took a long drag on his Camel, “It’s you.”
The gun went off.
“It didn’t have to be this way,” Joe said vanishing into the fog.

~140 Characters~

“Beam me up, Scottie…”

This week’s prompt is “Beam me up, Scottie…”

   

Dr. Lawrence walked into the commons room at the State Hospital. “How long has she been like this?”
“Since she was brought in yesterday.”
“What’s she whispering?”
The nurse paused before responding, “Beam me up, Scottie…”
Scottie? What’s that even mean? I must remember! Think, Ruth, think!”

**************

“Captain, with all do respect, it’s time to transport her.”
“No, Ruth said to wait for her transmission; we’ll wait.”
“But after all this time . . . remember Jamison?”
“If she’s got amnesia and going crazy-?
“In retrospect, maybe that wasn’t the best code to choose.”
“Ya think!”

 

Word Count  100
Written for  Saturday Centus

Fierce Battle

 

Inspired by “Microfiction Monday
where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer.”

Rotund Samurai
Fierce battle in the sky
Fate chooses one to live one to die
Umbrella shield held up high
Warrior sons cry,
Die, fat boy, die!

NOTE:  I almost went with “Umbrella shield, iris field” but thought I’d stick with the rhyme of the rest of the lines.

~140 Characters~

The Lottery Ticket

This week’s prompt is “The lottery ticket…”

The lottery ticket fell from his pocket.
“You promised you’d quit!” she accused.
A smile crossed his lips as he watched her leave.
At last, he’d won.

Word Count:  25
Written for  Saturday Centus