Tag: writing prompt
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O IS FOR OCTOPUS

The constant dripping of water gradually broke through Gabi’s fogged brain. She was sitting in a chair. Her hands were still tied behind her. Her ankles were now strapped to the legs of the chair. She wretched inside her mouth that was securely taped closed. She had been stripped down to her vest top and…
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N IS FOR NEST

Sand arrived back in Oslo in the early hours of the morning. At the time he was landing three disgruntled tourists were being told they would have to spend another day and night in Alta as their plane had already departed. Pedersen had pulled his weight and the plane company had agreed to fly him back…
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THE LAST TOY MAKER IN PARIS

Henri-Pierre Cailloux slowly put down his tools on the bench and sighed. The clock struck midnight. He wound up the mechanism and watched as the wooden toy flapped it’s wings gently. He closed his eyes and listened to the whirring and ticking. A satisfied smile spread over his face. Everything in perfect working order. This…
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M IS FOR MOON

Håkon Berg had called Anders Sand just after midnight. This far north Sand was in the Arctic Circle. The moon, even in April, was almost a permanent fixture in the sky, the sun only breaking the horizon for a few hours each day. Only by the clock face on his ‘phone could Sand tell the…
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L IS FOR LORRY

Gabi woke with a constant drone in her head. As her senses awakened she realised it was the hum of an engine and the sound of tyres on a road. She tried to move. Her hands were tied together behind her back. When she tried to straighten her legs she found her feet and wrists…