One morning, he woke up to the steady thunk-thunk-thunk of a hammer at work. He threw open the curtains. No. Way.
Title: The Despot's Bark Prompt: Tyrant Source: 100 Word Challenge - Thin Spiral Notebook Another silly little diversion I wrote for this challenge, in between my studying sessions. Thankfully (or not), my midterms are almost on me, and after next week it'll all be fine! Hopefully. Until my finals, which show up in May, sadly...… Continue reading 100 Word Challenge – Tyrant
Their footsteps were loud, noisy, as she and her friend scrambled through the forest. Then, he slipped, and fell. “I think - my knee’s -” He’d cut his knee. But they couldn’t stop.
She huffed. Mom had tickets to Lee Yundi’s recital - her idol! - but received only two. Inexplicably, they decided her brother should go.
By all accounts, Arzel was a mild, industrious, handsome man, loved by all. One that resolutely remained unwed, to the village’s despair.
When the official pushed a wooden box towards her, her heart plummeted. “Is this…” “Yes. My deepest condolences, Miss Keiller.”
It smelled of damp, mulch, and rot, the mud squelching uncomfortably beneath her feet. If Lillias didn’t stop moving, there was a high chance she’d be sucked into the marsh beneath. A giggle trilled the air, lilting, faint, teasing. She tightened her grip on the cloth bundle, and pressed on.