Category: Stories

100 word story: Birth of the Blues

Deep in the hold, gripped tight by the billowy roll and rock of a sleepless ocean, the cargo stirs. Weight shifts on creaky deck-boards, seeking balance and rest. Chains shake and rattle, testing their limits of free play.

Dark day bleeds into endless night. Hitherto random sounds start to take shape and gather to a shared syncopation that can seize time and turn hours into minutes, minutes into seconds. And any second now, you may sense the steady Rhythmic pulse of six hundred hearts beating as one.

Far above, the slaver’s fiddle can’t help but fall in with the beat.

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Image: Schooner Bill of Rights

100 word story: Ain’t Big Enough for the Both of Us

Tombstone was a one-horse town.

This was no metaphor. Sole equine-licencee Mayor Hiram N. Firam rented out Ol’ Lightnin’ to anyone fool enough to ride her. Nervous townsfolk accepted his transport monopoly after a thousand mystery posters appeared, painting alternative scenarios of horse-manure up to their rooftops.

Several brave souls claimed the only ordure was on the posters until Judge Firam ruled that metaphor was banned under the new Plain-Speaking Ordinance, which also proscribed foreign words and public pronouncements of more than 140 characters.

When folk headed for the hills they were greeted with huge signs advertising the officially-authorised Hiram Hideout.


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100 word story: Cryptic Grave Inscription (CGI)

carry us with you wherever you go
our candle of being condensed to a glow 
distilling our essence of laughter and tears
down the ways of the world and passage of years

give our love to those unborn
who glimpse their future in your eyes
which wondrous dreams of night made wise
uplifted to the light of dawn

though generations live in you
no heavy burden do you bear
transmission is a breath of air
and kindness to a child your cue

The robot delegated to explore the once-inhabited third planet pressed Translate but only got squeaks and whistles.

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100 word story: Green Pastures

Far overhead invisible monkeys chatter, showering them with droplets. Parakeets fly screeching parabolas in green gloom, iridescent feathers flashing through watery sunbeams, between venerable trunks dripping with creepers. Huge glistening ferns shroud a furious tangle of greenery carpeting the forest floor. Distant roars remind them of big beasts in search of blood. Here and there pools bubble and steam, magical cauldrons of fresh life to replace the dying.

“It’s all so … ”


“Oh yes! How clever of you!”

“Not really. It’s up there.”

The sign read: Thank you for visiting Lush World Incorporated. Contributions invested in our next geothermal dome.


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Image: THE CIRCLE OF LIGHT – Obsidian Portal

100 word story: Rite of Passage

When they took off his blindfold he was surrounded by cloaked and hooded figures within a moonlit woodland glade. One who held a finely-carved staff began to speak.

“Know ye the secret?”

“I do,” he heard himself saying.

“Repeat it here.”

“Don’t get it right, get it written.”

The staff became an ornate pen which he accepted gratefully.

“Welcome to the Craft!”

He found himself lying on his desk, the old ballpoint still in his hand. All a dream, then, and his sheet of paper still as white as virgin snow!

He set off across it like a man inspired.

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Image: MC D’alton

100 word story: Lady of NotaLot

Do nothing, they said, the world is a maze of mutual interlocking where one leads to another and no case resembles the next.

She pushed open the glass door and found everyone for themselves and devil take the hindmost. The rich affected shibboleths of spurious grace and dubious favour while the poor were the same everywhere.

Do nothing for anyone, they said, for each must rise or fall by their own undoings to prove victors have merit. Our human race is less a family than a mad dash to safety.

Ah, let them call her Simple and lock her away …


100 word story: Snap!

Two Successful Tycoons swirl vintage brandy in balloon glasses.

“So how was your year?”

“Exceptional, as always! Acme Acquisitions bought low and sold high like there was no tomorrow. You?”

“Oh, Apex Accumulations had more turnover than a pig in clover. All our takeovers turned into bigtime downsizings, with casual labour replacing trained workforces like they were going out of fashion. The art is knowing when to sell a company before things go tits up!”

“Yeah, cool … er, fancy buying us out?”

A fine spray of brandy spluttered into the room.

“Gnnghh … just what I was about to ask you!”

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