Tag Archives: six sentence story

Spirits

CCC#43

The detective was called in the end.

It turns out, it was actually “the end” of the good winter in their zone, when food and wine had been enough to keep the people happy inside the houses.

Things were about to change and no detective could stop it, or even have a clue how it would start and where it would lead the people of the town.

None of the residents were old enough to understand the significance of the coats found hanging on the edge of the forest.

But the detective, whose father and grandfather had been from the town knew – he had been told the stories in preparation of similar event.

“The forest spirits have come to collect their dues “, he said, crossing himself as he walked back to the town, to confirm their worst fears.

**

Inspired by Six sentence Story & Crimsons Creative Challenge

**
[I am taking part in this month’s #MyFriendalexa campaign by Blogchatter ]

********
Check out my weekly [almost] newsletter here

Passion

I liked the rush, I liked the crunch. Never did look back at the fallout. I knew I wasn’t alone in the vast desert road as I frequently heard the howling animals follow my trail, while still hidden in the shrubs. I was not scared or worried, instead, I felt alive for the first time in years.

He hit send on the latest entry for the blog he was maintaining to record his daily progress and thoughts he had on his last adventure.

A thousand miles away, sitting in her bed, she read the blog as soon as it was published. This was her only connection to his world since he walked out if it to follow his passion.

Inspired by First Line Friday and Six sentence story

Human

CCC40

“Why do you keep going back to that forest? “
“It just feels right to go home to rest”
“There used to be your home years back. Also, do you feel tired? “
“No. I just feel that nights are to go home and rest.”
“Uh Uh, There is something wrong in the code. You can not be showing ancient human symptoms. It has been ages they slept in the night. The Internet ruined that.
“Am I not human, then?”

===

Inspired by CCC40 [image] and Six sentence story [word: code] 

Stories

This is the final part of the story. Part 1 & Part 2 [linked]

***********

“I did not expect you to look older though”, he said genuinely surprised to find her standing in front of him.

“We age too, and part of this is to blend in when I visit Earth.” She replied as she settled on the mountain ledge.

“How did you even find this place ?”, she continued.

“Followed the signs from the old stories my ancestors collected. I realized quite late that stories are where all the knowledge is hidden. It’s a pity, people have stopped listening to them”. He said softly

“The stories are your bloodline, same as your son’s,  all this while. I feared he would fare best as a storyteller. And he figured the same when he seeked you out to learn this dying art.”

“My son ?” he asked puzzled, till he remembered the young man at his home, the one who after a year, had left that very morning to spread the ancient wisdom in the world, as a payment for his training.

Written for Six Sentence Story

The Meeting

[Part 1 of this tale was posted last week here ]

Hiding behind the heavily scented flowers, he felt a sense of calmness surround him.

His mind wandered to the first time he had seen her – in another waterfall that also served as a portal to Hell.

He never asked nor knew why she was banished from earth, even after she had taken their son away from him.

Suddenly he realized that she was no longer visible from his position.

He padded along the rocks, trying to find another spot to keep her in his sight.

Before he could settle again, he heard her standing behind him, “You look older”.

===

Inspired by Crimson’s creative Challenge (Image) , Six sentence story (pad) and Twiglet

SON

Cenote Cave in the Yukatan by mattiaverga at Pixabay.com

He finally found the secret cave.
She appeared in the early morning with her guards.
As she waved in and out of the waterfall, she relished being home.
This was one of the few spots she could enter Earth.
This was where she met her son each year.

And today he too would see his boy.


====

Inspired by Six sentence story (word prompt: wave) and Twittering tales (image prompt)

Escape

Photo by Blair Fraser on Unsplash

The picture was all over the news – plane with about 300+ people aboard crashed in the middle of nowhere, a few minutes before landing.
Anu looked at the images, a dazed look in her eyes.
Their last conversation kept flashing before her eyes – they had argued about the way to handle the current mess.
“I do not want to run, Anu. We can not run away forever, can we?”, he had almost begged her to stay with him.
And she had, she had been sitting outside the airport as the plane left and later crashed.
She was glad she did not meet this fate, this kind of escape from life.

======
Inspired by Sunday Photo Fiction (image) and Six Sentence Story (word: escape)