#44 words

[pandawritespoorly]

Memories Never Truly Die: Chapter 1 - Prologue

Author’s Note: This AU came from an idea I had a few nights ago, and I ended up making the story far more complicated than I intended.

Anyways, that's all. Can't be purposefully vague if you talk a ton.

Story Summary: Three heroes people arrive in Paris, and soon realize things aren't right.

[Previously titled 'Some Things Don't Mix Well’]

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It had come out of nowhere. Just appeared and caused the end of everything. She took the things she could and ran.

She couldn’t bring herself to look back at the destruction, it was too much.

How can you recover from something like that?

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Author’s Note: Thanks for reading! Feel free to leave any thoughts, theories, constructive criticism, or anything really in my ask box, in replies or through reblogs. I love seeing what you think!

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[mindonfirebooks]

"The vending machine didn't drop a book; it dropped a reality." What if the towers we live under aren't just buildings, but sentient tyrants? This week’s dVerse challenge takes us to a "Parallel Now" where the oligarchy is the landscape and the only weapon left is the 44-word truth.

The Truth Mirror: A Quadrille on the Silent Oligarchy

[swift-footed-achilles-ams110]

Well, I can look at the photos of Patroclus, but it is not the same. I wonder if they have more on him in my article. I figure it is just fleshing out the people in my life before we get back to me.

[olorielmoonshadow]

Consequence of Myth - Quadrille

Consequence of myth Never argue with trees;the wisdom of their rootswears the pissed-out eighteen year old whiskeylike a busker’s cloak,so wet it cannot burn.Dark char.Best I could do is Blue Lagoon.Best I could do is what if rainwater tasted sweet. *written in response to the Quadrille prompt at dVerse; where we were tasked with writing a poem of exactly 44 words. Without the title, I am spot…

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[susanwritesprecise]

After You

iStock It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. Today our host is Mish and she’s given us the word prompt of “smudge.” 44 words. After you, I never felt clean. No matter how many showers or how hard I scrubbed there always seemed to be a smudge of filth, a foul blemish permeating my heart my soul— my very being— a putrid reminder of you and my naiveté.

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Shapeshifter

It (was) Quadrille Monday again over at the dVerse Poets Pub. Today Lillian has chosen the word “wound” as our writing prompt.  However, instead of just using one pronunciation/meaning of WOUND as one of the 44 words, include the word WOUND twice – as two of the 44 words – using both of its meanings/pronunciations and thus including the homographic pair. Whether you use the word “wound” once or…

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Mulberry Silk

It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. Today our writing prompt is the word, embrace. 44 words. I’ve wondered about it often — How it would feel To be wrapped in your embrace. Decorated in Fancy Red diamonds as rare and dazzling as you are? Or perhaps it’s more like a draping of Mulberry silk. Either way, I can only wonder. Mulberry Silk

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Radiance Contorted

It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poetry Pub. Jade/Li is our host today and she has given us the writing prompt, Way. Admittedly, she was a radiant bride. No groom ever looked hotter in a tux — It seemed normal. What told the tale The way you looked after The I-dos.: Desperation and regret contorted your face as you scanned the crowd for the one that got away.

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