September's prompt, A Dinner Theater, had three glorious entries:
Dinner DateOn his way to meet his beloved Verg trotted by the building where humans cut up dead animals to prepare for their strange custom of cooking. The gentle night breeze wafted alluring scents from the back, while confirming that no humans lingered about. The runoff collecting in muddy pools ensured the slaughterhouse’s placement at the edge of town, where few humans had to live within scenting-distance. For the Ghoul community it was a priceless location for raising a family.
Verg flopped in one of the puddles and rolled on his back, kicking his legs in the air. It felt so good he grinned like a child, tongue lolling out between broken yellow teeth. When the scent was well ground into his tattered clothing he rose, shook himself, and continued on his way.
Taim’s den was an hour’s trot outside of town. Usually she didn’t bother to make the trek, choosing instead to hunt meager game in the semi-wild region. Better to live with hunger than leave your child unguarded in
Valor and Glory"Gather 'round, children, and I will tell a tale of great valor and glory,” an old man said to the empty town square. After all, it didn't really matter whether anyone actually listened to the story, as long as it was told.
"A very long time ago, in a small village in some forgotten kingdom, there lived a boy. He did not live there alone, of course, but with his family – mother, father, and one younger sister – and his tribe. Now I call it a tribe, but only because there are no better words for it in these times; indeed, this community that lived in the village had more in common with the letters that spell 'tribe' than with the actual definition of it. But since I have no means by which to explain to you what this community really was, I will use the word tribe.
This boy, who lived in that village, was a very clever boy. Too clever for his own good, some would say, though I don't believe in any such nonsense. At any rate, this boy was constantly getting himself into
A terrible night to be a child.Mika sat down on the floor, next to the low, ramshackle table.
But no food tonight. Tonight, Mika would feast instead on tears, tears unrivalled by any he had ever cried.
A thump at the flimsy and draughty door. Large plastic bags and a bright pink dress, drenched, were visible through through the holes in the planks of the wooden door.
The door swung open, and it revealed a girl with two grocery bags in one hand, and another on her hip.
She was wiping her glasses on her navy coat with her other hand, and her long, blonde plaits were almost brown with water.
She looked slightly sheepish, but it was clear that she was happy to be there.
'Hello, Mika!' she exclaimed, closing the door behind her to minimise the rain that was coming in.
Mika leaned unenthusiastically around the thin partition that marked the entrance off from the rest of the house.
'How are you today?'
'You shouldn't just barge in. Don't you ha
The winner of our 100 points this month is FireFriesian, congratulations!
But on to the next prompt...
A tiny little bit of inspiration...
Killing isn't easy. Being killed isn't either, for that matter, most of the times. But say that someone who should have been dead, someone who you killed or you saw die, isn't. And what do you do then?
Someone presumed dead reappears. You thought this someone was dead, right, because you saw it happen... but did you stay to check? No, I don't think so. You didn't stay to give help, either, so you're as guilty as the killer. Maybe you're the killer. Or the killed?
A ghost, or beyond-the-grave story is acceptable, to keep the Halloween mood.
Do you want a harder challenge? Here you go!
- Harder: the story isn't set during a war, a street gang conflict, or a conflict of any type. In short, a fight wasn't what caused the killing.
- Harderst: the leaver and the left are directly blood related, and the leaver left the victim on purpose.
Wordcount 0-1500 words for prose and poetry alike.
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