Danse Macabre by Michael Wolgemut (picture credit: wikipedia)
‘The change will soon be upon you.’
‘Pater noster—‘
‘There’s no point praying to your God now. He no longer wants you. You’re soulless, destined to walk upon the earth or burn in the fires of hell. I know which I choose.’
‘No!’
‘Yes. You’re about to be reborn.’
This was written for Day 25 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
Danse Macabre by Michael Wolgemut (picture credit: wikipedia)
From the Chronicles of Father Thomas de Bedford…
Life didn’t end with death, I quickly realised. Or rather, the death I had come to expect that would, at the very least, lead me to purgatory. Or, if the angels, saints and God himself thought me worthy, thought what I had dedicated my life to worthy, then perhaps sooner rather than later, I would get to heaven.
But even then, at the end of it all, I should have been more aware, more cautious…My eyes should not have been looking heavenward…I should have been paying attention. Then maybe things would have been different…
The world about me was dark but I could distinctly remember the sword thrust I failed to dodge which caught me in the side. After that, I lost the ability to fight back. It was a fatal wound, rendering me unable to defend myself. Falling on to the stone floor of the small chapel, I knew the monster was close and creeping ever closer as my blood pooled beneath me.
I must have lost consciousness, for the next thing I knew, there was sharp pain in my neck and I was screaming. Something within me was ripped out with sudden force from my chest. I thought the thing had pulled out my heart. I hoped, I prayed, he had pulled out my heart.
Only he hadn’t. He had done something far worse. He had made me like him.
A mocking laughter echoed around the room. I had lost my soul. I was never going to heaven.
And the nightmare was only just beginning…
This was written for Day 24 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
My mind whirls, made of cogs and wires
Never resting, never pausing
Running diagnostics, analysing data
It never ends
*
Only when the wires are burnt out
And the cogs worn down
Will I get the chance to stop
*
Only then, when I am of no use
Beyond repair and require replacing
Will they put me aside
And allow me to rest
Forever
This was written for Day 23 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
With head bowed low in shame, he muttered an apology. It was all he could muster. He vowed to change after the havoc and heartache he had caused – most of it unintentionally.
But did he believe in redemption? Forgiveness? Would his tormented mind ever find peace?
He didn’t think so…
This was written for Day 22 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
(This photo is of Bast…of course, she isn’t scared of anything, whether she can see it or not…)
The cat knew it was there, lurking in the shadows.
If it came too close, she would hiss at it.
But she wouldn’t go closer…
This was written for Day 21 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
We are now over half way through the writing challenge, and the responses for the prompts for Days 11 to 20 have been just as amazing as for the first ten days. I am so grateful to everyone who has joined in so far. I hope you are all having as much fun as I am! 🙂
Here are the links to the stories that have been posted so far. If I have missed any off, get in touch and I will add it to the list.
Also, don’t worry if you are late to the challenge, I will still add your link to this post once you have written your response as long as you have published it during September. That means there is still plenty of time to join in!
Day 11 – Write a story set in a forest in 100 words or less.
Day 12 – Write a poem about the apocalypse. Any length.
Day 13 – The prompt is “space”. The format and length are your choice.
Day 14 – Write a story in 10 words inspired by good or bad luck.
Day 15 – Write a 50 word story set in the future.
Day 16 – Write a poem on the theme of “reflections”. Any length.
Day 17 – Write a story in less than 50 words inspired by the theme “unseen”.
Day 18 – The prompt is “a letter”. The format and length are your choice.
Day 19 – It’s night. You’re asleep. You hear a loud crash close by. What happens next? Tell us in less than 100 words.
Day 20 – Write a poem inspired by mythology or a mythological creature in less than 20 lines.
Penelope by Dante Gabriel Rosetti (picture creidt: Wikipedia)
Weaving in and out
Back and forth
Undoing what’s been done
All for a little time
Men watching her always
Her young son
Thinking himself a man
But the King of Ithaca
Was none of these
“Odysseus, where are you, my love?”
She would silently cry
But the only answers the gods offered
Was the passing of time
This was written for Day 20 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
The crash was deafening. I sat bolt upright, my head pounding in that unique way it does when you have woken too quickly from a deep sleep, leaving you disoriented.
The noise came again, suddenly in the silence. I fell out of the bed. Stumbling to my feet, half-blind with confusion, I opened my bedroom door to be greeted by the strangest sight. A little man, with very big ears, hands and feet.
‘Sorry. Took a wrong turn. The door closed behind me. Looks like I’m stuck here.’
‘Door?’
‘Portal. You know. Looks like I’ll be staying for a while.’
This was written for Day 19 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
I thought writing a fictional chain letter might be a fun response to Day 18’s prompt 🙂
Dear Friend,
You can never have too much good fortune, can you? That’s why I’m sending you this letter, to share with you this easily accessible source of good luck. To obtain it, all you have to do is send a copy of this letter to another 13 people and share the good luck with them. It’s so easy, the question is, why wouldn’t you?
Just in case you are sceptical (which is totally understandable, I too was sceptical once, until I saw the results of this letter in action) I thought I would tell you some real life instances of where this letter has had an impact on the lives of others.
A friend who had received a copy of this letter earlier in the chain, had a feeling that he had to forward it on. He couldn’t explain it, but he was so glad he listened to his instinct. A few days later he won the jackpot on the lottery. Now, he drives a top end car, lives in a mansion, is married to a model and owns a tropical island. He is even at the top of the list to get a luxury apartment in the first state-of-the-art living accommodation on Mars as soon as it becomes available.
On the other hand, another acquaintance who got the letter decided to ignore it. He didn’t believe in such things and so deliberately broke the chain. The day after, his car fell apart before his eyes. The day after that his house burnt down. And on the third day he died.
I think the stories speak for themselves. Don’t delay. Send out your letters today. You only have 24 hours to do it. If you don’t…
Wishing you all the luck in the world,
Another Lucky Friend
[P.S. Please don’t miss out on this great opportunity. If for some reason you would like to take advantage of this amazing, life-changing, once-in-a-lifetime chance but won’t be able to send out the letters, I will be happy to help. Just send £100 to the address at the top of this letter. It’s only a small amount, one that you will make back a hundred times over, and more.]
This was written for Day 18 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
(picture credit: wikipedia)
I know you’re there watching, though I can’t see you. I hear the door creak open, the floorboards groan, the whispers in the night.
I tell myself I’m imagining things, but then I see your face in the mirror where mine should be.
And I wonder, who’s haunting who?
This was written for Day 17 of “A Month of Mini Writing Challenges“. See this page here for more details and a list of prompts.
Sammi Cox 