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''In a single tweet,'' said @beardybiscuits, ''I will give you love, war, adventure and peril.'' And so he did, throwing in some zombies to boot.
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Hello everyone! Apologies that it's been ages since I last posted, don't know where the time went! If you like flash fiction, please check out my new 300-word story, The Chromatologist's Dying Breath. beardybiscuits.com/work/the-chrom…
There were many ages to humankind: stone, bronze, iron, steam, space, nano, chrono and meta, after which we were something else entirely.
Staring out of the window at passersby, it is mutually understood that any eye contact is an intrusion on their part. Such antisocial power.
The witch cursed the boy to a life of storytelling. Each waking hour he would speak of heroism, peril and love, all from a windowless cell.
Placing the iron to yesterday's shirt, I removed clear signs of exhaustion. With fake smile and sunglasses, I then did the same to my face.
Mother would remove the innards, strip the fat, cook the meat, serve the meal and clean up the mess. All I had to do was burn the clothes.
Her breathing was keeping me awake. Partly because it was so heavy, partly because it was on my face, but mostly because I live alone.
Jane decided that she'd rather be loved widely than loved deeply. A soulmate would be great, but she preferred a large Twitter following.
I watched my grandma stand up from her armchair and walk across the living room, only to disappear in front of the urn that holds her ashes.
I awoke just before hitting the ground. Relieved it was only a dream, the panic crept back when I saw the flight attendants looking worried.
"I love you so much," she whispered, "please don't leave me." I held her tight and suppressed a sob, hoping the dream would never end.
"Sorry, you're in the wrong place." He flicked a tiny speck from his immaculate blazer. "This is the UK City of Couture." [For @2017Hull]
@tinyweefiction In the regenerative spring warmth, the robin and the worm had a stand-off. Half the worm lost.
The spring hay fever left just in time for the summer bug, giving him space to then squeeze in an autumn cold before the Christmas flu.
He called a spade a spade. He also called a house a house, a radio a radio, a wheel a wheel. Then, one day, his wife bought him a thesaurus.
Surrounded by family and loved ones, he beckoned them closer. Then, with his dying breath, he wheezed, "I spent it all. YOLO, bitches!"
"Analogue artist, specialising in coloured graphite to eternalise modern minutiae." He smiled; that sounded much better than "cartoonist".
"Yes, it's true that the customer isn't always right," said my boss with a sigh, "but the more you prove them wrong, the less they spend."
The court moved in favour of artificial intelligence systems being entitled to equal rights. Unfortunately, some humans still missed out.
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- 1. #GRAMMYs N/A
- 2. Kawhi N/A
- 3. #StadiumSeries N/A
- 4. All-Star N/A
- 5. Kennedy Center N/A
- 6. Chet N/A
- 7. Norman Powell N/A
- 8. Kehlani N/A
- 9. Jon Cooper N/A
- 10. chappell N/A
- 11. Reds N/A
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- 13. #GoBolts N/A
- 14. Durand N/A
- 15. Suarez N/A
- 16. Hagel N/A
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- 18. sabrina N/A
- 19. Black History Month N/A
- 20. Geno N/A
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