Tag: Six Sentence Stories
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Bar Assistance
‘Why did you use the Priority Eight rescue signal…’ fading into view, Dorakk glared at the humanoid male standing behind the counter of Joe’s Bar, adding ‘and why do you continue to use it – obviously I am here so you do not need to continue to call out for assistance.’ At eight and a…
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Transformation
Roland sat and looked at the tired expression staring back at him through the smeared glass of the old mirror, his eyes looking like tiny pin pricks in a puffy blanket of skin that surrounded them. ‘You’re getting too old for this now,’ he pondered, opening the creaky drawer beneath the table, ‘but you decided…
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Upstairs
‘But the room’s too small,’ Denise said, looking at the mock-up of an extra dining area in a disused room on the floor above the large one that houses the Six Sentence Café & Bistro, ‘it will be even smaller with all the furniture inside.’ ‘Nope… it’s not too small,’ Tom replied smugly, ‘it’s bijou,…
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Six Sentence Television
Good evening, and a warm welcome to the first broadcast of Six Sentence Television, a brand new network where the main feed is transmitted from the Rippleton Moor antenna. In a moment, we shall begin with a look at the national and international news, but before that, we’ll have a run down of tonight’s schedule.…
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Ah, yes!
Urgently, she dashed up the stairs and burst through the door into the bedroom. The bed was made neatly, clothes put away in the wardrobes. The window was closed. The room, empty. She wore her slippers, wondering why she urgently needed to visit this room. Then, her memory tipped the balance on her mental scales……
The Mansionic Perspective 