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Scenic overlook, 1 mi.

“Are we there yet?”

My knuckles whiten.

"Kids, do you mean the beach, or life's greater journey?"

Oh snap!

Lub-Dub, very nice

We humans are the largest ecological threat on the planet. We should not be surprised that nature has begun adapting specific traits to counter us. Next slide. This creature’s photo refractive pigments alter its appearance, not in order to blend with the surroundings, but to become so separate as to...

Samantha was scoffingly skeptical of their claims, at first. But the seed of doubt was planted. One night, she snuck into the kitchen and turned the pages by flashlight, reading prophecies of things not yet transpired: her next birthday, the visit of her great aunt, the family vacation. It was all t...

Algernon Sydney is Dead wrote:With his fez and electric banjo,
he cut a figure dashing.
So, I dialed my kazoo to eleven
and gave him a "sound" thrashing.

ohhh, I like that one!

Nice imagery!

GreatNorthernTroll wrote:Having burped, the baby felt better. It's serrated fangs retracted, it's eyes shut, and it slept amid the gory bedding.

Cute.

Perhaps the neck?

GreatNorthernTroll wrote:Hear ye, Hear ye. The spirits are about to speak.
But then the spirits did appear, and the phoney Medium's nose did tweak!

That's a funny image, I can imagine the ectoplasm went everywhere.

Thanks for commenting everyone!
I'll fix the word count, and I will certainly consider expanding the idea into a short story.

Ding dong the witch is dead, her ipod smashed so too her head. No more her soulless merriment, at last the witch lies dead.

He had lost his arm to an IED, but some days it didn’t feel that way. The Doctors spoke of “Phantom Limb Syndrome”, they told him the sensation and pain was all in his mind. He could accept that, but a month later his condition took an odd turn. While slumped alone in a waiting room, he felt someone...

tbaker2500 wrote:

Belcast wrote:The bell ringer was found today, brass clapper lodged in his throat. Now will you believe? It’s a conspiracy of silence!

Boo! Awful title.

sort of an afterthought

The bell ringer was found today, brass clapper lodged in his throat. Now will you believe? It’s a conspiracy of silence!

Algernon Sydney is Dead wrote:Hmm... Puts the "mess" in messenger, eh?

On a related note:

My soul & my inspiration,
You're all I've got to get me by.
In the face of cable inflation
Without you, Tivo, what good am I?

Control the information flow and you control reality

They shot the messenger, again. Frantic, they screamed “Reload!” but he was already upon them, like a wolf among sheep.

There’s not much to tell of my past. At sixteen I was sent to the asbestos mines. It was a harsh life, but mercifully short.

Ring a bell, an angel gets wings. But wings push out, push others over the brink. Cursing, they fall from the head of a pin. I like it. But if they curse merely because they are plummeting to their (after)death, then they probably didn't deserve wings. :twisted: Devils have to come from somewhere. ...