Twittering Tales~ Break time #Twitteringtales

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This was his chance. A beast that may have terrorized his village was asleep. Silent steps inched him closer to using his sword. Was this the creature? It didn’t matter, He needed to be a hero. Brimstone smell enticed him. His heart stopped as a branch cracked under his foot awakening the dragon.

(300 characters)

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Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Mashup of photos by pendleburyannette (dragon) & MichaelGaida (forest) at Pixabay.com.

Twittering Tales #143 ~Fixable #twitteringtales

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Erin was sick again and I’m back under the VW. Kids get ill, you can’t stop that. I can’t fix my little girl and I feel damn useless in her suffering. Oil drips on my face whispering a silent comfort.
“You can always fix me” is what I know this car thinks and once again, I feel strong in my  worth.

(300 characters)

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Written for this week’s Twittering Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Ryan McGuire at Pixabay.com.

Twittering Tales – Ashes #Twitteringtales

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Security at the “Miniland” attraction were warned about today’s threat. They were to be on lookout for Robert Sym to carry out his previously denied request. Unfortunately, a rookie guard slacked off and Mr. Sym ran in dumping the ashes of his late Dad all over the park’s scale model of Seattle.

(300 characters)

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Written for Kat’s Twittering Tales Challenge prompt

Twittering Tales – Regrets ~ Diary #twitteringtales #themagicshop

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All that really mattered to Lt. Pitt was that Holk was now dead. Regrettably, he was two victims too late. The third girl was alive but, traumatized.  Holk had talked to her for days about all the violence he wanted to inflict on the world. All that was left now, was Holk’s body and a diary of his sick plans.

(300 characters)

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Written for this week’s Twitter Tales prompt from Kat Myrman. Photo credit: Marc Schafer at Unsplash.com.