Dance in the Rain

TT 4.9.19

Rain falls and
lightning strikes
in the heart of darkness
alone tonight

For love will come
and love will go
the rain will fall
and wind will blow

When in love’s storm
our hearts are lost
we chance the fire
and never count the cost

I learned to dance
in the rain,
sing the song
forget the pain

character count 278

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Ghost in the Book

TT 4.2.19

The attic was filthy and covered in cobwebs. Anna spied an old leather diary. She opened it and blew the dust off the pages. The dust swirled into a tiny tornador and suddenly a ephemeral image appeared. Anna watched a moment as it coalesced when a sound shook the rafters “BOO!”

Character count 280

For Kat’s Twittering Tales challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

The Ebony Wisps – A Twittering Tale

TT 3.26.19

The Ebony Wisps had sharp talons and needle-like teeth. They feared only one thing, birds. The children strung open cages between the buildings inviting the birds to come. The birds loved the new homes and twittered merrily away while dive bombing any Wisp that came within reach.

character count 280

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Sandworm of Arrakis a Twittering Tale

TT 3.19.19

So, this is it. I work my tail off to get into field work. Eight years as a Class 1 senior MIB agent and THIS is the disguise I get? Freakin’ Annelids. I’ll get those stupid worm guys if it’s the last things I do. I’ll teach them not to dress ME up like an Arraki Sandworm.

character count 277

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Fate of the 6210 – a Twittering Tale

TT 3.12.19

Fate of the 6210

Heavy raindrops soaked his cigarette as Sam stood assessing the wreck. Bloody steam bandits! They had derailed the train en-route and, in the confusion, made off with the steam generator. Sam stepped lightly over twisted metal and worse. Now to catch the thieving buggers.

character count 272

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Old McDonald a Twittering Tale

TT 3.5.19

A grim reminder of the days when the McDonalds had run the little side show still glowed neon. The sign’s tip fell. It now pointed at a red stain where Old McDonald had been eaten by the tigers he once held captive. It was a gruesome sight, still it did bring in the tourists.

Character count 278

For Kat’s micro fiction challenge – Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

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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Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

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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Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

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