Tag: Six Sentence Stories
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Gwylfryn Burning
Centuries ago, just inside the Welsh border, existed a small village known as Gwylfryn. In those days, people didn’t have names, but used where they came from and what they did as their ‘name’. One villager, Gwylfryn Hunterre, was the hunter – so proud a marksman was he, only one bird defied his arrows; the…
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The Co-ordination of Supervillains
The Lady broke into the grand ballroom of the Elixir Spa Resort Hotel and Leisure Complex with ease – she wasn’t spotted – but being the owner of the vast establishment it wouldn’t have mattered if she had been; she gracefully crossed the dance floor to the desk at the far end, which was still…
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Deli Magic
She leant on the counter looking through the glass at the goodies laid out on the canvas cloth beyond, and she spotted the last remaining slice of cake – the pale pink icing, the layer of cream between the two halves, the side of fresh fruit – she wanted it; her mouth watered so much…
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The Spirit of the Pianist’s Dance
The last sentence on his mind triggered a thought; a memory – an invitation perhaps… for Friday – this Friday – he was sure… but he wasn’t quite at that last sentence just yet. The raindrops fell heavy, competing with the crashes of thunder and flashes of lightning; with double doors wide open the pianist…
The Mansionic Perspective 