Prompt 21 | Week 21: Growth
Deadline: 26 May 2021
Word count: 1200 – 1500 words
Please do not post before the deadline.
“For why can anyone say this: that he who no longer desires to find any aid for alleviation has lost the grace of taking advice? Why, then, do I say: ‘Christ, Christ, Lord, Lord!’?” Constantine paused. Theodorus noted that the…...
Aunt Dianne didn’t skip a beat. “Oh, I’m so pleased you are coming! It’s too bad we had to live so far away all these years. Frank used to be a bit of a confidant for some of his brothers,…...
The Bastille line was abandoned long ago and its viaducts have been turned into decent public walkways. It was definitely a change of scenery and it did appease Alphonse, who was getting a little annoyed that I still shunned the…...
Wilder, who had recovered his composure, positioned Emyline’s chair so her back was to the windows and the spectacular view of the lake. “Oh, but wouldn’t you rather see this wonderful view,” Clarissa asked, squatting to see Emyline eye to…...
22_ Lilli knew exactly what was festering inside her: her family. And the fact that she needed to choose. She hated choices. Choices implied that there was a wrong and a right side. Usually, you can only meet people in…...
Vivien stared at the hiv self-test on the bathroom counter in disbelief. Two red lines had formed – one under T and the other under C. She consulted the booklet that came with the test to understand the meaning of the lines. …...
The Usual Sunday Afternoon Thing (from: Seven Sides of Silence) by Honey Mustard Continuing on from Prompt 5, 17, 19 and 20: There was a massive explosion at one of the Ferris Industries production sites, one Sunday morning. Alma Lindley,…...
The apartment of Isabel Ybañez was only a short ride from the Ybañez mansion proper as they were only blocks from each other; and to say apartment might imply something diminutive, which, Lucy began to realize, was not the case.…...
