Wish, Edge & Fate
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fiction_drabblesTitle: Beggars Would Ride
Challenge/Prompt: #8, wish
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Summary: Sadly, it was too late for answers.
Author's Notes: part of what will be a larger work
If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride. How many times had his grandfather spoken those words? Hundreds, maybe thousands. As a child he had been discontented with his life; always wanting more, never quite satisfied with what he had.
As a scholar this was an admirable trait. The thirst for knowledge, for more than the pat answers found in musty reference books, had served him well. Now he wished fervently that he had asked more questions when he'd had the chance. Not of his grandfather of course, but of the aging professor who was neither aging nor a professor.
Title: Decisions
Challenge/Prompt: #9, edge
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Summary: No time to think.
Author's Notes: part of what will be a larger work
The edge of the cliff was dark, shrouded in fog that blanketed the valley below and cloaked it in an eerie silence. In the town nearby, the night was starry and clear giving lie to the drama taking place here, in the damp, dank churchyard where the solitary stone angels kept their silent watch over the dead.
His breath was ragged, a cloud of vapor swirling in front of his face as he struggled to think.
Which way? Left? Right? Back from whence he had come?
The sound of a snapping twig made the decision for him and he jumped.
Title: Cruel Dictator
Challenge/Prompt: #10, fate
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Summary: Life is full of choices, but then so is death.
Author's Notes: part of what will be a larger work
Whether he chose to admit it or not, his entire life had led to this one solitary moment. Every choice he made now would place another piece in the seemingly never ending puzzle, a puzzle whose solution was neither clear nor welcome.
Breathing deeply, he took the first step into what would be the remainder of his mortal life. Would it be brief? Would it last an eternity? He had no way of knowing because he had no way of knowing what choices lay ahead.
Fate was a cruel dictator, yet ending it all now, prematurely, was not an option.
Challenge/Prompt: #8, wish
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Summary: Sadly, it was too late for answers.
Author's Notes: part of what will be a larger work
If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride. How many times had his grandfather spoken those words? Hundreds, maybe thousands. As a child he had been discontented with his life; always wanting more, never quite satisfied with what he had.
As a scholar this was an admirable trait. The thirst for knowledge, for more than the pat answers found in musty reference books, had served him well. Now he wished fervently that he had asked more questions when he'd had the chance. Not of his grandfather of course, but of the aging professor who was neither aging nor a professor.
Title: Decisions
Challenge/Prompt: #9, edge
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Summary: No time to think.
Author's Notes: part of what will be a larger work
The edge of the cliff was dark, shrouded in fog that blanketed the valley below and cloaked it in an eerie silence. In the town nearby, the night was starry and clear giving lie to the drama taking place here, in the damp, dank churchyard where the solitary stone angels kept their silent watch over the dead.
His breath was ragged, a cloud of vapor swirling in front of his face as he struggled to think.
Which way? Left? Right? Back from whence he had come?
The sound of a snapping twig made the decision for him and he jumped.
Title: Cruel Dictator
Challenge/Prompt: #10, fate
Original Fiction
Rating: G
Summary: Life is full of choices, but then so is death.
Author's Notes: part of what will be a larger work
Whether he chose to admit it or not, his entire life had led to this one solitary moment. Every choice he made now would place another piece in the seemingly never ending puzzle, a puzzle whose solution was neither clear nor welcome.
Breathing deeply, he took the first step into what would be the remainder of his mortal life. Would it be brief? Would it last an eternity? He had no way of knowing because he had no way of knowing what choices lay ahead.
Fate was a cruel dictator, yet ending it all now, prematurely, was not an option.
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Date: 2009-07-15 07:27 am (UTC)Good work ... ♥ for you.
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