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For the Drabble Challenge A drabble is a short work of fiction of precisely one hundred words in length. The purpose of the drabble is brevity, testing the author's ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in a confined space. |
| Red, orange, and gold, the flickering fairy lights made their way indoors, forcing festivity into the dark room. Inside, with knees bouncing as he anxiously waited, Trevor’s eyes darted to the doorway. ‘Where is she?’. Finally, Gert burst into the room, wide-eyed and gasping for breath and fliers-bag empty but for the hollow rattle of a spray can. “You fool!” he exploded, scolding his comrade, “People like us don’t go out at night cause people like them see us for what we are.” Not replying, Gert turned on Sky News, desperately hoping their efforts would at last make an effect... W/C: 100 Written for: "Drabble Activity 2024"  Prompt: Use a quote (or quotes) from William Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, or Jane Austen (highlight the quote/s in bold) My quote is from Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist |
| “Don’t throw your apple core out the window, Alex; if it hits someone at this speed, it might injure them.” “That’s not actually true, Mum.” “Yes, it is; we are going eighty -- ” “Seventy-seven, actually.” “-- don’t interrupt me, so everything inside the car is going that speed." “It will slow before it reaches them from the wind and gravity.” “It will still hurt.” “And a core’s mass will slow down quicker than if it was a solid.” “But still, it will be nearly as fast.” “You are wrong, it’s physics.” “When did you start disagreeing with me, Alex?” W/C: 100 Prompt: Dialogue only, between two people (a duologue) – boyfriend & girlfriend (or same sex), parent & child or teacher & student |
| “The solar winds are hitting us bad, Captain.” Navigator Tkatch reported, “the FTL drive doesn’t seem up to it, we need to slow down.” A red light on the control panel blinked an urgency in the reactor room. “You leave engineering to me,” Anderson barked, “increase power 37%.” “Yessir.” Tkatch turned the dial, casting a nervous look around the rest of the crew as the desperate blinking red light continued ignored. Back on Earth, little Nancy in her party dress, watched the screen tracking daddy’s trip home, unaware that her cursor blinked in sync with Engineering. Suddenly, both lights stopped. W/C: 100 Written for "Drabble Activity 2024" Prompt: Story to be horror, fantasy or science fiction |
| Six-year-old Marie gnawed on the end of her pencil a bit too hard, it crunched, and splinters filled her mouth. Meanwhile her classmates chattered and confidently wrote their answers, as though they already had everything worked out. Student teacher Mrs Smith, in pink twinset and cat-eye glasses, tapped her foot, waiting for the students to finish. Behind her the blackboard loomed with its question: “What do you want to be when you grow up?” The classroom clock ticked loudly. Panicking, Marie hastily wrote “Dental Nurse.” and turned to spit the shards out of her mouth. Her fate was sealed now. W/C: 100 Prompt:Story to feature a nurse, librarian or teacher |
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