Anchors Away a Crimson Creative Challenge

ccc 7.17.19

She moved on silent engines. The Magistrate had fled to this isolated spot evading the local authorities who hadn’t the resources to bring him to justice. But Solanj did. The islanders were understandably vindictive. He hurt their children. The lucky ones had died, some lived, damaged beyond redemption. Solanj thought of the screaming girl. Kept heavily sedated, she still screamed, every day, all day, until she fell into a drug induced comatose state. Yes, thought Solanj, the Magistrate must pay, not just die, but pay. She lashed the wheel into place to maintain her course and began sharpening her knives.

word count 100

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

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Frank – a Crimson Creative Challenge

CCC 6.5.19

Frank – a Crimson Creative Challenge

He stood at the top of a small rise. Strong and fearsome, he surveyed his domain. The unmown meadow of alfalfa spread out before him. Cattle grazed lazily in the summer sun as he watched over them with his fierce eyes focused. There, by the fence, … INTRUDERS. Frank lunged forward, his deep treads digging furrows in the soft soil. “FACE MY WRATH,” Frank bellowed, throwing great clods of dirt and grass up behind him.

Down the meadow among the lazy cows, Mater shouted back to Lightning, “Don’t let Frank catch ya,” as he sped away from the roaring tractor.

word count 100

inspired by the movie “Cars”

for Crimsons Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Don’t let Frank catch ya ~JPP

Lilacs and Memories – A Crimson Creative Challenge

CCC 5.29.19

Lilacs covered the side of the house that spring, their perfume heady and sweet. I close my eyes and I can see the cottage, chipped walls in need of paint. I remember it all, water skis and Cranberry Lake, rich coffee at the market, Mt. Baker shining in the distance.

How was I to know it wouldn’t last? That like the winds across Deception Pass you would blow through my life leaving nothing but memories and emptiness, a hole that love once filled.

I put my face to the lilacs, breathing deep; it all comes back, sights, smells and tears.

word count 100

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Party – Friday Fictioneers

Friday fictioneers 5.24.19

The Party

She wandered through the party. Surrounded by happy, laughing people, her smile firmly in place. A few more moments and she could disappear. Back to the protection of the shadows, away from this glaring light of life. A nod here, a handshake there, she made for the exit.

She was nearly overwhelmed by frivolous emotions from the party goers, their raucous laughter covering the deeper, darker feelings.  Greed, lust, jealousy, hatred, all covered by a thin veneer of forced joy.  Like yesterday’s child, blindfolded, disoriented, groping for … something, she stumbled blindly through the crowd.

word count 95

For Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Assassin

friday fictioneers 5.21.19

The waters were beginning to settle now. Ripples remained in only two lanes. Charley called “all right you git, enough of your foolishness, OUT!”

When there was no response, Charley dove in. Too late, far too late. The Prince of Farshite and his second in command were already purple and bloated by the time they surfaced. A quick reaction to the poison. Charley muttered viciously,”assassin.”

A tall, voluputuous woman made her way quickly but calmly down the street. Around the corner, shed the disguise and a few seconds later, Solanj continued down the street in her delicate, petite glory.

word count 100

for Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

A Thorny Problem

friday fictioneers 4.4.19

A Thorny Problem

Shara’s forest was concealed by a veil and booby trapped. Although most of the Pure Human Revolution League walked right by her little section of forest, somehow Eldbar and Regvat had stumbled right through the veil. She smiled as they became hopelessly entangled in thorny branches.

“Oye Eldbar, we’re so humped. I cannot move at all.”

“Shhhh, you dolt, we’d be a right tasty meal for some snagnasty stuck the way we are.”

Reluctantly, Shara drew the thorns back enough to allow the two to escape and sent her tiny fae friends to make sure they made no wrong turns.

Word count 100

For Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

A Lady’s Jewelry

50 word thrs 3.29.19

For 50 Word Thursday brought to us this week by talesfromthemindofkristian.  

Flash fiction in increments of 50 words, inspired by photo and words:
How could anyone be tired of London?” – Bizarre London by David Long

A Lady’s Jewelry

How could anyone grow tired of London? Tonight’s symphony was an epic event, attended by diplomats and royalty. The mission was simple, kill Governor Tuck … quietly. Continue reading “A Lady’s Jewelry”