Dark Lies

It all happened on that day.

A day lost in the countless manveour of time. A far stretched lie that destroyed the Kingdom of Danteron.

It wasn’t the dragons, it wasn’t the dwarfs.

Humans as they call us are more complex, more intriguing. It was a human called Firtanhe.

He came as silently as a small wind , slept on the streets , ate very little. But it was his eyes that gave him up. The underneath intellect that lay hidden was too vast to be ignored or acknowledged. It was intriguing.

His rise wasn’t swift but it was noticed. His approach to problems were queer but optimal. He became a local legend. A year later , a governor and after 2 years the favourite adviser to the King.

Others resented him , some admired him. Although everyone were afraid.

He walked the streets with a certain stride , a confidence that was too confident , a fearlessness that invoked fear. He never smiled. He never talked. He whispered.

It was his whisper that spread , a kind of frenzy that drove people to follow him. To do whatever he said. They feared him , but also loved him.

He became more important than the King.

When an anonymous letter reached the kings hands that warned him of the impending danger to his kingdom by Firtanhe , it was burned in anger.

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No one knew what happened that day.

Only that it lasted a day. The entire city lay in ruins , the army destroyed , the people killed and the king dead.

Only one man stood above the hills , looking at the remains that were caused by him ,  a faint pride mixed with sadness erupted in his eye.

He moved on.

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No one knew what happened that day.

The entire city erupted in joy , the army hooted , the people rejoiced and the king wept.

Only one man would have done it , saving the city as he had.

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It was whispered that the story was manipulated , that it was all dark lies.

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Now onto this week’s one-word prompt.
 

MANIPULATE (transitive verb)

1: to treat or operate with or as if with the hands or by mechanical means especially in a skillful manner
2a : to manage or utilize skillfully
b : to control or play upon by artful, unfair, or insidious means especially to one’s own advantage
3: to change by artful or unfair means so as to serve one’s purpose : to doctor
 

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Lovely Life

Copyright – Björn Rudberg

Copyright – Björn Rudberg

 

“Mr.Blake have you made up your mind?” asked Arjun the local real estate consultant.

“Well , i need sometime.” answered Mr.Blake in a  manner that demanded silence and of course time.

She watched him fight his emotions , the need to see greater than the need to rest. He would turn towards her any moment now.

“Honey…” he turned towards her. His gaze pleaded for a direction , searching her peace to find his own.

” I Know you have worked hard Robert , i know you have saved money. I know it’s your dream to travel and see this world…But , look at this farm , look at the cottage, we could have a lovely life here.”

He still searched her.

She smiled. He just needed the right words.

“Well what good is beauty when you can’t enjoy it in one place.”

 

 

Station : Friday Fictioneers

Copyright-Dawn Q. Landau

Copyright-Dawn Q. Landau

 

“Camp delta – to – station , is everything OK ?”

“Station responding , yes sir. We just set up.”

“Estimated time for first report – 13:00 hours”

“Acknowledged sir”

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“Hello Arebraew , how’s things going on?”

“Well there’s a panoramic view of the ocean , and we have set up on a rock.”

“That’ nice”

“You know there’s a stairs that connects this abandoned lighthouse type house to the ground , as if we need them .”

“Ha ha!  Happy Human Hunting! ” chuckled the leader of the Green Aliens.

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Malita : Friday Fictioneers

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.) You can find the details of the challenge here.

Copyright – Adam Ickes

Copyright – Adam Ickes

*BOOM*

When the little shoes of the Jones was stolen , he was upset. It was a birthday present from his dearest mother whom he had lost recently.

The grief now doubled. He wanted to die.

*BOOM*

Just then , he saw a bright light in front of him.

The angel of life spoke to him ” Child , you are still young. You can’t die. You have your whole life ahead of you and you will be one of those people whose gonna save your planet’s climate and bring sense to your people. You will save mankind.”

“What’s mankind? ” he asked.

“Well you won’t understand. And since i can’t bring back your mother so am gonna go and bring back your shoes. Wait here” .

*BOOM*

She found it. In her hurry she forgot to see the picture of Malita staring at the shoes.

She appeared again and gave it to him.

*BOOM*

There was a commotion in the market.

Malita the legend of the Red Indians was back and roaming the streets.

Saturation

Caught in the absolute agony of studying

I take a look at my mind , fried

Saturated to the brink of near extinction

I drift into the only world with peace, sleep.

 

I rise again to tread saturation

Till my enthusiasm is shattered to mere dust

I am caught up in the web of doubt and disbelief

Searching for answers even in my dream.

 

Alas , it’s only the beginning!! 😦

The Army : Sunday Photo Fiction

The idea is to write a story – Flash Fiction – of around 100-200 words based on the photo below. You can find the details of the challenge here.

Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction

“Operation FoodGather” echoed the commander’s voice all around camp.

The Commander , a tall hefty brave pigeon called Scott inspired his army like no other commander had done before in the history of all of Ados , their beautiful kingdom.

“We strike along the borders of Kodos , be very careful not to cross. Skitt you fly north along with 20 soldiers and Ksitt you fly south with another 20. Welma will lead the other Watchers flying above us. Be careful Welma we lost Aitt to the Eagles last time. We fly , gather the Grains and we fly back”

“What if the Kodos attacks us” spoke the young Lieutenant Ditte.

“Then we fight with honour , in the name of the mighty Ados” shouted Scott at the line of 60 soldier pigeons sitting on “The Wall”.

“To Me!”.

ME?

Daily Prompt: A Bird, a Plane, You!

You get to choose one superpower. Pick one of these, and explain your choice:

  • the ability to speak and understand any language
  • the ability to travel through time
  • the ability to make any two people agree with each other

Photographers, artists, poets: show us POWER.

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This is a bit tricky so i decided to be even more trickier 😛

Well i would choose the ability to make any two people agree with each other

but since these two people  would be from a previous era i would most certainly need the ability to travel through time

and yes! you have guessed the next one right , how else can i understand what they speak to each or how should i make them agree with each other if i didn’t know their language , well i would want the ability to speak and understand any language too  😛

POWER?

We always find a way to want it all 😀