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Friday Night Drabble Party
Hey, will ya look at that! Another free Drabble to be shoved through your eyeholes directly into your brainpan!
It must be Friday!
I hope you dig tonight’s micro-fiction. If you do then perhaps share with others. Nothing like free fiction on a Friday to kick the weekend off. Don’t be stingy! Let the glory of the Drabble Party be for all! Huzzah!
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Three Were Left
Three were left. They stood in a row, their bodies battered, their minds numb, their souls lost. Three were left.
One looked down at her right hand, barely seeing the bloody blade.
Two stared straight ahead, the memories of murder fading fast from her mind.
Three closed his eyes and hoped he’d be the last one. His lips moved in silent prayer.
Three were left.
They moved like lightning and struck twice as hard.
One’s blade bit. Two’s memories helped her none. Three’s prayers were almost answered.
The hands struck, the body crumpled.
Two were left.
But not for long.
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Yes, yes, I know. It’s been a couple of weeks. I’ve been busy, okay? Sheesh! 😉
But, seriously, I have been busy. Health stuff (gallbladder will be going bye bye), work stuff (finishing a novel), life stuff (uh, life stuff, stop being nosy). It’s been a crazy few weeks.
But now I’m back!
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Now, on to the Drabble!
One Hundred Feet
The excavator tore into the hillside, ripping up trees, bushes, flower beds. It shredded what had once been considered the most beautiful landscaping in the neighborhood.
“Load it all up and head down to the gate,” Willis said. “Come back for as much as you can get.”
“You think this’ll hold ’em?” Bollen asked. “I don’t know if we can pile it high enough.”
“Not much choice,” Willis said. “You got this?”
“Good. I have to check on the watchtowers.”
Willis walked off, knowing that even a hundred feet of dirt and rock wouldn’t keep them back.
Another Friday is upon us and what a Friday it is!
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On with the Drabble!
A thrust of the blade and the craggy troll fell. It clutched at its belly, its knees sinking a foot deep in the muck and mire that made up the long neglected lane.
“Why ya done that to me, pally?” the troll asked. “I weren’t gonna harm ya.”
The boy stood there, troll blood dripping from the blade in huge, chunky globs. He didn’t reply. He didn’t move. Only stood there and waited.
The troll nodded. “Tis my lane to protect, but ya had all rights to pass. I stopped ya. My death is on me.”
The boy nodded. “Aye.”
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On with the show!
Hug Me And Hold Me
The house creaked something fierce. That is the biggest memory I have of it. The never ending creaking.
So when a storm kicked up, well, hoowee, the symphony would begin.
And the voices.
“What are they sayin’?”
“Oh, Lizzy, don’t ya worry none about them. The voices cain’t harm ya.”
“Are ya sure, Papa?”
“Yep… Sure as sugar.”
That always made me giggle. Sure as sugar. I never knew what it meant. Papa had so many sayings.
“Come here, littlun’.”
He’d hug me and hold until the voices stopped or I fell asleep.
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Hello, Friday, my old friend…
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Not A Good First Day
Elijah stepped into the room, ready for his first day of work.
No one there.
He heard some screams then a loud crash from down in the street. Elijah furrowed his brow and went to look. Unfortunately, the only window on the floor was in his new boss’s office. After some hesitancy, he sucked it up and went in.
The scene below was not so good. People running and crying. Things chasing them, catching them, killing them, eating them.
Not a good first day.
“Huh… I better start coffee. Wonder where the break room is?”
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