Short Story Saturday: Red Roses and Russian Roulette

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Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Red Roses and Russian Roulette. Please enjoy.

She did not know how she entered that room. It was devoid of any portal to the outside world. Each of the featureless walls that loomed above her felt as if they were closing in even though in truth they did nothing of the sort.

A distinct odor wafted through the air. The smell of roses. It reminded her of melancholy and despair.

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Short Story Saturday: The Scientist

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Photo by Rodolfo Clix from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Scientist. Please enjoy. Note that I apologize for missing last week and I regret to say that updates will probably be a bit more sporadic than before. I am currently working on a novel. I will try and update as much as possible but between work and the novel, I may not have time to write a short story and when I do, the story will likely be very short. Thank you in advance for your understanding.

A beaker exploded. Shards of glass flew from the table, narrowly missing him, ricocheting off the walls. A cacophony of noises reverberated throughout the room. The ground shook with such ferocity that it was difficult for the scientist to maintain his balance. The smell of copper wafted in the air.

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Short Story Saturday: A Cabin in Winter

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Photo by Spencer Selover from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled A Cabin in Winter. Please enjoy.

It is the dead of winter. Snow descends slowly and the bitter cold can be felt even through the man’s many layers of furs. His head feels especially cold in spite of his raccoon skin hat and the thermal mask scavenged off one of a multitude of putrefying bonds that litter the mountain trail.

In his hands is a giant ax. On his back are a rifle and a rucksack. His destination is his cabin, his family’s old vacation home, in the middle of the woods near the peak.

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Short Story Saturday: An Artist’s Passion

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Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled An Artist’s Passion. Please enjoy.

“You don’t understand, Dad, art is my life!” the son screamed.

“I understand more about life than you’ll ever know!” was his father’s retort.

A chair flew across the kitchen floor as the son rose abruptly from the kitchen table. He ignored the yells of his father and the pleading cries of his mother as he stormed into his room. This was the aftermath of yet another argument between the father and son over the boy’s grades.

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Short Story Saturday: The Tower

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Photo by Pixabay from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Tower. Please enjoy.

Arthur and Merlin approached the oblong, white-bricked tower. The two had journeyed far and had overcome many perils to reach this place. Their goal was to reach the top. What Arthur sought awaited him there. Dangling around Arthur’s neck was a silver locket.

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Short Story Saturday: The Rosean-Tenebris War

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Photo by Pixabay from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Rosean-Tenebris War. Please enjoy.

Lady Aequitas wept. Her kingdom was splintering at the seams. The Land of Rosea had invaded the Land of Tenebris after years of peaceful coexistence. All effort made to unite the land of Libertas appeared to be for naught.

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Short Story Saturday: The Journey

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Photo by Free Nature Stock from Pexels

Hello everyone! Back on schedule this week. Hat tip to my father for giving me the prompt for this story. As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Journey. Please enjoy.

A faint bit of moonlight illuminated my path. Dark clouds covered the sky. A middling bit of moonlight managed to penetrate the thicket of tree branches dangling overhead.

I clutched my coat against my chest. Not in response to the cold, though the wind had picked up and the temperature certainly had dropped significantly as the night approached the witching hour. No, it was due to the fear induced by my hostile surroundings.

Wolves inhabited these coppices. Their howls were barely audible at first but had grown noticeably louder and angrier. They were savage. Merciless. Cruel. They would not hesitate to eat me alive. Those woods had claimed many a traveler. Only the most brave or foolhardy dared to make that trek.

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Short Story Saturday: Christmas Eve in Utqiagvik

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Photo by David Dibert from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Christmas Eve in Utqiagvik.Please enjoy.

I’m sure most diners get out of town visitors all the time. Sure, I mean, I’m sure every eatery has their regulars but a stranger coming into the diner would hardly be a momentous occasion for most. The visitor would have to be quite the character to leave an impression. However, when you live in my neck of the woods, or should I say tundra, all you have are regulars so a visitor definitely leaves an impression. I will say, though, it is doubtful that anybody would forget the man who came in a few nights ago.

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Short Story Saturday: Non Morieris in Somnis Memorias

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Photo by Robin McPherson from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Non Morieris in Somnis Memorias. Please enjoy.

I’m walking through immaculate streets. Once vibrant and full of life, now sterile. The leaves blowing in the wind in front of me are its only occupants.

The ticks of a large clock tower in the center of town reverberate against my brain with each passing step, acting as a reminder of the inexorable nature of time. It can be seen and heard everywhere in this town. Its presence is inescapable.

I am exhausted. Not physically, mentally. Physical fatigue is impossible here.

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Short Story Saturday: An Amusing Tale of Scriptwriting

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Photo by Ivandrei Pretorius from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled An Amusing Tale of Scriptwriting. It‘s quite a bit less sad than last week’s story but hopefully just as enjoyable. Original writing prompt taken from https://www.writersdigest.com/prompts/one-shot

The click of the pistol’s hammer woke me. A velvety voice lilts out of my vision, “Give me a good catchphrase and I just may let you live.”

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