Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing
Prompt #422 using the word ‘brace’.
In exactly 25 words, this is my take.
Tag: Attack
Water Nymphs
Written for Esther’s Laughing
Along With A Limerick #237,
using the word ‘hack’ and
Crispina’s Crimson’s Creative
Challenge #039, using pic #2.
This is my limerick.
Couldn’t Get Away
Written for The Unicorn Challenge
and also for Melissa’s Fandango
Flash Fiction Challenge #319. This
week I am inspired by two photos.
In exactly 250 words, this is my story.
Punta Cana
Written for The Unicorn Challenge where
we are urged to get creative in 250 words or less.
The photo below is our inspiration; this is my story.
SILK SAILS
He sat on the low stool in the barn, hands flying like quicksilver as he milked the cow. His one stiff leg was stretched out before him.
I peeked around the barn door. He sensed my presence. “What is it, boy?”
“Can we go down to the bay to watch for boats?”
Without looking up my father spoke:
“I’ve left that life behind me, along with my leg. Go help your mother with breakfast.”
I watched him silently as I wiped my sniffly nose on my sleeve. He swiveled on the stool as fast as his wooden leg would allow. Raising his eye patch he growled menacingly.
“ARGH! Dammit boy! Don’t be making me angry or you’ll be walking the plank to yer watery grave!”
I jumped back, giggling. I couldn’t help myself.
“Can we go down to the bay tomorrow?”
He sighed in exasperation. “We’ll see; I’ve chores to finish first.”
“But tomorrow is Sunday and the boats will be coming in.” I dared to suggest.
My father became quiet. He rubbed his leg where the wood met his stump. I knew he was thinking back to that dreadful day when his boat was attacked by the marauders aboard the Crooked Star and he was left for dead. He washed ashore where my grandfather found him and carried him home for my mother to nurse.
“Sunday’s a good day to go pirate hunting, boy!”
And he thought again of the Crooked Star.
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