FSF- Darkness

        
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week’s word: DARKNESS



The road stretched into the distance, seemingly endless. So tired now that she was numb, she trudged along, one foot after the other.

No where along the road had she come across shelter and the night was enclosing fast.

Resigned, she at last stopped by a tree, unshouldering her pack.

Another night to be spent sleeping on the ground.

FSF - Waiting

                                             

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week’s word: Waiting. And for some reason it made me think of the farmers in central parts of Australia as they wait or the rains to come.


Hat jammed on his head he leaned on the old fence.

In the distance he could see the storm gathering but would it come this far.

Stooping he picked up a handful of the dirt at his feet, it crumbled to dust in his hands.

Without the rains every thing would die, but he couldn't control nature.

He went back to leaning on the fence.

FSF- Luminous

What it's all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is luminous.


The glow was hardly noticeable at first. A tiny pinprick of light that broke through the darkness.

As it came closer it seemed to move. Flitting like the proverbial will o' the wisp.

Gradually becoming a luminescence that dazzled the eyes.


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FSF- Secure

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.


This weeks word is Secure.

The first howl took her by surprise. Startled she glanced at the window, only to realise the sun had already set.

Nearly falling in her haste she ran to lock the front and then the back doors. Heart pounding with fear, how could she have been so stupid as to loose track of the time.

Trembling, she backed slowly away from the back door she watched as the knob slowly turned.

FSF- Wishes

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Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not need to appear in your five sentences.


She sat, feet dangling over the edge of the verandah, breathe little puffs of vapour in the cold.

"What are you doing out there? It's freezing".

"I'm waiting for the brumbies to come". Her dad sighed and sat down next to her.

"You'll be waiting a long time I'm afraid".



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FSF- Marriage

                           
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

This weeks inspiration is Marriage.

"We're still married!" Stan grinned an ear to ear grin at me.

"No we are not" I ground out through gritted teeth, so angry all I could see was red. "It's to death do us part, and we are dead". Stan's grin just got wider.

"But don't you remember, I got you to leave that line out".

FSF- Anchor

                           
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is Anchor.


She floated, adrift, free from her troubles for the first time. Dimly she wondered if this was heaven, but then the logical side of her mind stopped thinking.

The pain, when it came, felt like lightening.  Arcing through her body, electrifying every nerve ending.

Through the sudden pain came a voice "we have a heartbeat".

FSF- Companion

                                     
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

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"Here, I got you something", Alyce placed a large brown box on her mothers table. "Think of it as a housewarming present".

Alyce watched as her mother opened the box and stared at it's contents.

"What is it?" Alyce laughed at her mothers tone of voice.

"Its called a dog mum, though actually its only a puppy. With you out here alone all the time I thought you could use some company". 

Carefully her mother lifted the small ball of wriggling brown fur out of the box.

FSF- Ruins

                                        

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is Ruins.


Alice read the document again, gaze settling in the important words.

Divorce Finalised.

It was over, kaput, twenty five years of her life gone, replaced by a younger model.

In a sudden fit of rage, she ripped the paper into pieces.

Watching them flutter to the floor, like an echo of the ruins of her life.

FSF- Furious

                                               
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is Furious.


Jaw clenched, Gia stopped outside the door. Mentally counting to 10 to try and calm down.  Steeling herself she stepped across the threshold, eyes scanning the gloom. As anger and frustration battled with fear she practically flew across the room.

"What the hell do you think your doing?' She screamed at her sister, dashing the partially raised needle from her hands.

FSF- Moments

                                           
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is Moments.





Every one always said that as you dies your life flashed before your eyes.

But for Billie it wasn't like that. Instead it was more like a series of stills, the moment suspended in time until the next one took its place.

Logically, he knew it had to be happening quicker than that, but time had seemed to slow.

Achingly slowly the truck bore down on him as his bike skidded across the wet road.

Another moment suspended in time. 

FSF- Human

                               

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, and then anyone wishing to participate writes a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

This weeks word is Human.

I crept through the shadows, moving as slowly as possible, not sure I had really smelled the scent.

But there again, a wisp came to my nose, a spicy earthy sent that I hadn’t smelt for years.

Cautiously I peered around a corner and finally caught sight of my prey.

Slipping along the path in front of me was a creature that was almost a legend here.

A human!

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Now I have to admit that sometimes I find it hard to keep a story to five sentences, so sometimes I will let my imagination run wild.

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A human here! Heart thundering I ducked back before it could see me. But how had it come to be here? Ever since the Sundering my world had been free of the creatures. Free of the taint that they had brought to our worlds magick, free of their destructive ways.

Destroying the great forests as they cut the trees for buildings, digging huge holes in the landscape, mining for precious ores and metals. Those that had the gift could feel the earth as it screamed and finally they did something. All of those that had magick had used this to separate the world of humans from the world of the people.

Since then we had thrived, mostly peacefully, but thrive we had. And our world had regained that that it had lost. But now there was a human wandering the city, my city.

This could only be bad.

Afraid to let it out of my sight but knowing that I needed to give a warning I gathered my courage together. Peering once more around the corner I realised that in my moment of shock I had lost it. Cursing I ran.

FSF- Determination

                       
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks word is Determination.

The plant was only tiny, hanging onto its crack for dear life. Clinging to the start it had and determined to continue its very existence.

Elle did not know whether to laugh or cry at the futility of it all.

The plants very existence was against all the odds, surrounded by stone, baked by the sun, who knows how much rain it got. But still it clung to life.

Elle realised this was th esign that she had ben looking for, it was time to get on with her life.

FSF- Flowers

                                   
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks prompt is Flowers.

She smelt them first, a sweet scent that permeated through the house, before she even reached the front door.Dropping her keys onto the nearest table she followed the trail.

Flowers filled every room and overflowed on every available surface. At last she came to her bedroom, here the only surface not filled with flowers was her bed.

Too late did she listen to her instincts which were screaming flee, over and over at her. 

FSF- Beauty

                           
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks prompt is Beauty. (I know I am a little late).

"Oh my God!!!!". Leslie screamed, the sound punctuated by the crash of falling timbers. Eric winced.

"You are completely out of your mind," Leslie yelled at him. "This place is falling down around our ears".

And she was right. The cottage was over a hundred years old, and had been neglected for most of them by the look of it. The timbers were rotting or just gone, with only the framework in places. With a huge grin Eric turned to her,

"Well they do say Beauty is in the eye of the beholder".

FSF- Thunder

                              
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks prompt is Thunder.


The wind swirled and raced, arching through the trees with a life of it's own. Leaves and debris swirling and  forming their own little eddies in the air.

Lightning crackled across the sky, hissing and spitting as it went, lighting up the night as though it was day.

Immediately the sound of thunder roared through. A deep throated counterpart to the lightning.

It was going to be a very bad storm, they kind that would go down in local legends.

FSF- Travel

                                                                                   
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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This weeks prompt is Travel. And I have to admit that I just could not help thinking about my Bucket List.



"Oh come on now Rick, this isn't a bucket list, its a list of countries!" Glaring May waved the piece of paper in her hands around. "Where is all the exciting things, like skydive or rock climbing?"

"Its a list of all the countries that I want to go to before I die. Ain't that enough?".

Reconsidering, May looked at the list in her hands again, it had every country in the world on it.

FSF- Fabric

                                    
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Lillie McFerrin hosts Five Sentence Fiction (FSF) on her blog here. This weeks prompt is Fabric. Loving craft it made me think of the Greek Goddess of Fates.

Fabric:
Click click clack, click click clack, click click clack, underlying that the shuttle created a humming noise as it slid across the warp threads. With a soft smile Ella lost herself to the rhythm of the loom as slowly but surely the fabric grew.

It was so peaceful sitting and weaving,creating something that would eventually go on to become something else. Almost as she herself was growing and changing to something else.

Lost in her revere Ella jumped as a hand landed on her shoulder. Clotho, one of the Greek goddess of fate smiled down at her.

"Come, you are ready for the next step".


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