Tag: writing prompt
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END TIMES
Christenson fell to his knees, his hands raised to the skies, his face a scream of agony. ‘Show yourself!’ he cried. Outside the storm tore at the earth. Debris battered against the protective dome. Trees, buildings, animals – all tossed asunder. Inside the palm trees were still, the climate pleasant. Only the constant howling noise…
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GORODSKOY PARK
Gorodskoy Park in the sunshine. Not the most beautiful park. More concrete than greenery, but well-maintained. A series of paths connected by roundabouts. Along the wider walkways, freshly painted green benches, shaded by overhanging wispy branches. So what was I doing in this nondescript park in the middle of Minsk? Well, that is a longer…
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PRESENCE
She held up the old photograph in front of her. ‘This is definitely the place,’ Xavier said. He was right. The same trees on the crest of the hill. The wild grass meadow, the hedgerow dividing the fields. This was the right place. So where had the rocks gone? They walked through the long grass,…
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EXTENDED VACATION
Archie strolled back from the shop, newspaper under his arm. Another fine Mediterranean morning. In the campervan, Agnes was still in bed. Archie settled down in his seat to read the headlines. Iran had retaliated against America with missile fire. A commercial aeroplane had gone down. He turned the page. Bush fires in Australia. Not…
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TENSIONS
‘You see this?’ he asked the captain, handing him the printout. ‘Think we’re in any danger?’ The captain shrugged, scanning the sea beyond the harbour walls, ‘Shouldn’t think so. I don’t see how blowing up a tug boat will bring them much vengeance.’ ‘Still, perhaps we should stow the flag? Make us less visible.’ ‘Perhaps…
Iain Kelly 