Joe2stories

Stories from a Dublin Scientist

Month: April, 2016

A sign of the times

 

In the final moments of the world, the white light that had bathed the earth since the beginning had changed. No longer warm but cold and dim, as the light went out, the final thing people saw, was purple.

purple wall by dancsecs Image copyright Dansecs

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Written for The Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 challenge number 51.

Standby

Two people looked over the green mudflat.

“Where’s our Army?” One said.

“Atchoo!”  A head lifted from the weeds, sniffing.

“God bless you” said the other.

In this photo taken Wednesday, July 3, 2013, a Chinese tourist covers himself with seaweed on a beach plagued by an algae bloom in Qingdao in eastern China's Shandong province. (AP Photo) CHINA OUT

Image Credit China out

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Written for The Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 Challenge number 50.

Six Word Stories 18/04/16

Opened a Banana. Spiders poured out.

Rained for days. Zookeeper building boat.

Monster checks under bed for people.

The gig went well. Six died.

“Thought you’re getting fat.” You’re Pregnant.

Growhouse catches fire. Whole village giggling.

Verification

With a flash Carlos appeared shouting “Time travel’s real!”

But nobody was there.

Hostel Golly Bossy by Studio Up

Image Copyright Studio up

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Written for the Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 Challenge number 49.

Traitor

He thought he was a hero as he marched off to war, marching to fight for king and country.

Everyone else thought he was one too, cheering and clapping as he went by.

He thought he was a hero as he turned the guns of the ship against the buildings of his own

city. Sure; the rebels were the ones who started the fight. Weren’t they at war? Didn’t they

know who the enemy was?

Then he came home, home to a changed land, with new myths, new heroes. They didn’t call

him hero anymore. They called him Traitor.

Embrace

It was to be a long term art project; the artist was to be long gone when it reached its full

potential. But that was the idea. It was a project for the ages.

Called “Embrace” It consisted of two figures, animatronic but moving so slowly it took years

to move appreciably, hugging. They were placed under a dripping hard-water source. Every

time the water hit the figures, a little bit of stone would be deposited until, eventually, both

figures will be encased in stone, unable to move anymore. Hidden, trapped in the stone, but

still embracing, together, forever.

 

Creation

As the raw matter of the world shot out of the teleporter, cooled from white hot, to orange, then the dull black of solid rock, Johan reviewed the plans for his latest resort world.

He turned to his architect.

“What do you think?” He asked her, “Should we put a mountain here?”

rainbow prompt 2

Image copyright Nick Selway and CJ kale

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Written for the Grammarghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 challenge number 48.