Death by Jewelry – a Crimson Creative Challenge

Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 139

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 139

Death by Jewelry

Solanj sized up the path, deserted even at mid-day, this would do nicely. A lovely place for a gentleman to take a lady for a moonlight stroll. The symetrical trees and shrubs concealed many a covert alcove where lovers would be safe from prying eyes. A perfect place for the garroting of an evil aristocrat. Solanj fingered the gold ring on her hand, it’s cabochon stone concealing a poison dart. Her bracelet of lavender silk cord braided with strong silver wire wrapped easily around her dainty wrist, unrolled into an effective garrot. Solanj the most feared assassin of her age, never concealed a weapon. After all who would presume to question a lady’s jewelry.

word count 117

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

psssst – new moon in Cancer July 9-10

Parched – a Crimson Creative Challenge tiny tale

For Crimsons Creative Challenge # 136

Parched

The clouds gathered dark that day, blotting out the sun. Dark and ominous with jagged edges, holding the promise for rain. Xere paused, savoring the cool shade. Desiccated earth beneath her feet cracked and crumbled, as her lungs cried out for moisture. No storm came to quench earth or skin. No rain fell that day, or any day since.

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Eyes That See – a Twittering Tale

“Your aunt left you everything, including this,” he held a plastic bag, “said you’d know.”

Di gingerly accepted the bag containing her aunt’s eyes and dropped it into her purse. Di cast the spell to show her the last image from the eyes, her aunt’s killer. She screamed only once.

character count 279

for Kat’s Twittering Tuesday

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Wine and Gossip – a Twittering Tale

Gossip flowed more freely than wine amongst the friends.

“So what’s up with Ted and Sue?”

“She left him”

“Oh too bad.”

“That’s not all, he claims she cursed him, he can’t perform at all now.”

As tittering laughter filled the air, Sue walked in. “Never mess with a witch,” she smiled.

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Daddy’s Car – a Twittering Tale

Daddy’s Car – a Twittering Tale

Di loved the old bucket, most of her free time was spent repairing whatever had gone wrong that week. Still, Dinocar was eclectic with a fun personality. Di left the garage humming softly but turned quickly when she heard the radio playing her late Dad’s favorite song. “Dad ?”

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Futility – a Twittering Tale

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Futility – a Twittering Tale

People scurry about
short meaningless lives
in search of diversions
but finding none

never stopping to notice
the sullen sound of a rainstorm
or the flower reaching for life
from a crack in the sidewalk

they see only the futility
I see a boy with his head
stuck in a railing
and I smile

character count 276

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Fading Away – a Twittering Tale

Fading Away – a Twittering Tale

Can you see me? Am I ghost to your eyes? I gave so much but kept nothing for myself and now I’m lost like a grieving child, unloved, unspoken. My heart and soul tissue paper thin like tattered confetti fluttering in a breeze. Bit by bit, I feel myself fading away. Can you see me?

character count 280

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Old Photos – a Twittering Tale

Chandra stared at the film strip. The Marlinsky, the Bolshoi, the Royal Opera house, a still of a young ballerina. So poised and beautiful, she looked closer, was that … YA-YA?

character count 178

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Shattered – a Twittering Tale

Shattered

The window shattered on impact, a web of jagged fractures. The fairies were trapped in globes, tired, barely glowing. With a burst of angry magic, Star shattered the tiny prisons.

character count 179

for Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Empty Refrigerator, Empty Heart

Solanj stared into the refrigerator. Bits stared back. Left over this, unused that. A memory stirred. “No love, no hate, no fear, no fate” she whispered her mantra until it passed. There was only the job. Solanj quickly shut the door and went back to cleaning her weapons.

character count 274

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

til next time ~Peace ~JPP