Sci-Fi

Finding the Right One

/ Liz H-H / 25 Comments

green eyeballThe challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: BENEFIT. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. The Café is open. Come as you are!

[I have no explanation for this one, but still, I’m not sorry!]

Glorg gripped his leather belt at either side of his round belly, and stepped boldly into a shop that smelled like fresh mown grass and cooled barbecue grill, tipping his head as much as his neckless body would allow, smiling in satisfaction at the sheer masculinity (as he imagined it to be) of the enterprise.                    Continue reading →

Speedy Deliveries

/ Liz H-H / 12 Comments
Unusual bicycle, desribed in story

© Ayr/Gray

Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, THE UNICORN CHALLENGE. (09/27/2024). No more than 250 words in length.

Theirs was an unusual match. If not made in Heaven, then it was surely not made for the other place down below, too hot for either one of them. Here in the Middle Lands, in a small seaside town in the furthest regions of the oldest French settlement in NewWorld Settlement Alpha-dash-oh-niner-three, Cecilia and Norman have found peace.                    Continue reading →

It Happened One Morning

/ Liz H-H / 17 Comments
City sewer grate, a woman's brown slide laying on top, abandoned

© Ayr/Gray

Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (05/31/2024). No more than 250 words in length.

Marjorie awoke, the song in her heart matching those of the birds twittering in the sunrise. Stretching her pale, lithe arms over her tousled head, she rolled out of bed, feet fairly dancing on the wood floor of her new Uptown apartment.

Change was in the air.                                  Continue reading →

Mash Undenied

/ Liz H-H / 11 Comments
Crumbling tomb door decorated with crumbling statuary

© Ayr/Gray

From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (04/05/2024). No more than 250 words in length.

“The band will never be the same without Roger,” moaned Cambria from her perch on the front stoop.

“We’ve been playing the same music for eons,” snapped Claudia from her always-center place. “Largely because of Roger’s abhorrence of rock music. I keep telling you! This is where the industry’s at, Babies.”              Continue reading →

First and Lost

/ Liz H-H / 3 Comments

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ForJusJoJan24, on Jan 28, 2024, prompt = CONGREGATE (My observation: WTF did this come from?!)

A thin wind blew through the break in the old growth of Whittler’s Forest, a steady sussurus to accompany the rustling of dark wool cloaks and hoods, and the occasional clip of leather boot against loose stone. None dare speak aloud as they wait. Even a muffled cough – for this had been a wet winter and many suffered the wicked catarrh that had carried off so many of their loved ones – was glared at.      Continue reading →