Just Another Night

TT 2.26.19

Just Another Night

“Passion isn’t love, there are no knights in shining armor, and no happily ever afters,” she whispered to the mirror. A single tear slid down her cheek as she clasped the diamond necklace. She wiped it away, put a smile on her face and walked out to the waiting Mercedes.

character count 273

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Oblivious

TT 2.19.19

People stood on the street outside the offices of Paranormal Investigations arguing over directions. Heedless of the sullen thrumming coming from the building’s interior, they chattered on. They didn’t even hear the shrieks as the ground split swallowing the entire city block.

character count 280

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Candy Hearts – a twittering tale

Twittering Tale for a twittery holiday

TT 2.12.19

Candy Hearts

She read the card on the box of candy hearts.

“St. Valentine was a Christian martyr who was beheaded after being beaten and stoned. I find it appropriate that the patron saint of lovers is a man so intimately acquainted with pain. Time 2 dance.”

How had he found her again?

Character count 271

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

A Twittering Tale – Disaster

TT 2.5.19

Thanks to Kat for this week’s twittering tale prompt. It gave me a whole lot of ideas and images. The ideas duked it out in my brain for a bit (as ideas tend to do) and this was the winner. Hope you like it.

A Twittering Tale – Disaster

This day was a disaster and it started with one word. “FIRE!” A lot of disasters start with fire, not usually a demon-spawned stroke of brimstone and hellfire but still it could have been worse. Or so I thought, until I looked down at my smoking hands. Oh crap what did I do?

character count 278

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Scent of Love

TT 1.29.19
Photo by Oleg Magni at Pexels.com

The Scent of Love

I watched her roll out the dough. Her hands were worn and gnarled with age but strong and gentle still. The cookies would soon fill her kitchen with the heady scent of sugar and flour, and love. Her secret ingredient remains a secret to this day. I think it was love.

character count 272

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Dreams of Spring – a twittering tale

tt 1.23.19
Photo by Juan Pablo at Pexels.com

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

I wonder what tomorrow holds
sunshine fair or winds so cold?
Will the sky be blue and sun be bright
or will dark clouds rain til comes the night?

I wonder what the day will bring
will squirrels play and robins sing?
As Winter ends so Spring will follow
I wonder, will she come tomorrow?

Character count 279

 

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Twittering Tales – Cauldrons Three

tt 1.15.19

Three black pots hung over the fire.

“One for biscuits, one for stew and one for witchly brew,” the old crone cackled.

She ate her meager supper, sipped her tea and gazed at the stars. Memories of an age gone by when she and her sisters glimpsed the future through the magic eye.

Character count 278

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Til next time ~Peace ~JPP