Tag: Six Sentence Stories
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Out In The Open
‘We won, Ognar… we won…’ Myrtle clutched the (rather oversized) Great Chicken Run trophy as she beamed from ear to ear (with reference to the ears on her head, and not those on her own one of its kind blouse she created and was wearing), ‘no longer are we the laughing stock of the street!’…
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The Flow
Today, the task is simple. Imagine, if you will, a meander in a river, betwixt a clearing and a wood. The air is cool and fresh, and the only sound, apart from the rushing waters, are the hidden birds chirping away in the trees. From this vantage point, everywhere is calm, relaxed and peaceful. Close…
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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,…
