Tag: Six Sentence Stories
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Previously
She found him slumped, propped up against the gate she needed to use to get into the back entrance of the Olive Lounge. Her long red hair, tied back by a number of ribbons, wound itself over her shoulder and hung forward as she leaned over the pale man. ‘Why are you here… what are…
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Perfect Set Up
He walked into the room to an audible gasp from all who were gathered; his tight-fitting leathers a stark contrast to the evening dresses and tuxedos worn by the customers sitting at the tables. The redhead stood at the bar, her back to him, and although he couldn’t see her reflection in the mirror, he…
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The Wormhole
‘Phew, that was close,’ Roxx said as he looked through the viewport, ‘the wormhole opened just on the other side of the ice cavern.’ ‘Will you close that viewport and come away,’ Skark demanded, tapping digits into the captain’s console, ‘we need it to be as close as possible.’ ‘That was as close as possible…
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The Persistence of Lisa
The model squirmed on her damp seat; it had been six hours, and she was restless, fidgety, and now in desperate need of the loo. “Remby,” Lisa asked as the painter took a step back from his easel to admire his work, “have you much more to do… I need to powder my nose.” Rembrandt…
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Amulet Seekers
The co-ordinates are correct, somewhere over there we shall find the last relic of the bythantium era, the Amulet of Koh. Isn’t the amulet supposed to be buried beneath a desert? It was in the days this manuscript was written, in a time long ago… but times change; places change. Would they change this much…
The Mansionic Perspective 