Another short story this time. Different version of the same 100 word competition (again I didn’t win, hah!)
Rules for this competition: 24 hours from beginning, Genre - Fairy Tale and/or Fantasy, action - grunting, specific word - time.
This magic glade, hiding such an exquisite, enigmatic flower. How could she resist a cutting? Another like it: pride of her, no any garden.
Trembling, she took a stem to grow her own. Time and nature’s miracle.
Studying, it rested heavily in her hand.
Behind, a bold mirthless laugh. “Hoom. Trath leaf.”
Confused, she turned, grunting; the tree spoke deeply, gravely. “Heavy, the heart that bears trath leaf.”
“Only sorrow blooms a trath. Take only what you can bear.”
What could she bear? For pride, for life? Sorrow?
Every step homeward: burdensome, yet growing profoundly mournful nevertheless onward she went.
It’s a little janky - it was the first time I’d ever tried a 100 word story challenge. I am minded to try retelling this story - or whatever there is in my head of it - in another 100 words to see if it flows better and makes the point it’s trying to make.
The judges’ feedback definitely showed a sense of missing the point I was trying to make. Curious to see what people make of this.
Another short story this time. Different version of the same 100 word competition (again I didn’t win, hah!)
Rules for this competition: 24 hours from beginning, Genre - Fairy Tale and/or Fantasy, action - grunting, specific word - time.
It’s a little janky - it was the first time I’d ever tried a 100 word story challenge. I am minded to try retelling this story - or whatever there is in my head of it - in another 100 words to see if it flows better and makes the point it’s trying to make.
The judges’ feedback definitely showed a sense of missing the point I was trying to make. Curious to see what people make of this.