#VSS365: Round Up (Aug/Sept 2019)

Out of breath, slick with sweat, fringe plastered to my forehead, I doggedly sprint towards making a blog post in a timely manner. Not yet, I say out loud and also in italics, but soon.

If you aren’t familiar with #vss365 already, I wrote an introductory post about it here; if you do know what it is, and you’re just foaming at the gosh-darned mouth waiting to read some of the very short stories I’ve written over on twitter in the last few months, no need to click on any links! You’re in the right place already. Be thankful for this twist of fate, as they come few and far between. (All stories are 280 characters or less, with the prompt word for the day indicated in bold. Some of them are multi-parters! So I suppose those ones aren’t actually 280 characters or less. I’m playing fast and loose.)

Kal watched as they bound the Offering to the pyre with rope. He’d tied that length of twine himself, working through the night. Now he’d stand here and watch it burn.

We’re all making a sacrifice, he mused, as the Offering started to scream. Of one kind or another.

August 3rd, 2019

What’s happening on Jupiter today? You put your eye to the lens of the telescope and take a peek.

The Thing In The Clouds gives you a cheery wave from the gas giant’s surface. He seems to be getting bigger. Neat!

August 5th, 2019

Aeons later, she emerged from the womb of the earth; her hair a rainforest, vast limbs drifting together and apart like continents, and those eyes – not her father’s eyes, his twin lakes of molten rock, but her mother’s – the dry, breathless light of wildfire.

August 6th, 2019

It wasn’t death they yearned for – simply an absence of life, a dissolution of consciousness, a chance to move through the city like rainfall; coagulating in hidden corners, condensing on windowsills only to evaporate in midday heat. They wanted, in their way, to fly.

August 8th, 2019

“I’m a renegade,” Magician sighed theatrically. “I’m SUPPOSED to ignore instructions and do my own thing. That’s the point!”

“I feel like, this once,” Wizard retorted, as the misspelt summoning runes started to glow a demonic red, “you could’ve made an exception.”

August 13th, 2019

I went to see a Poet Clown sing once, back before their mass exodus. He wove rhythms in vibrant blurs, like a stream of multicoloured handkerchiefs; his voice spun somersaults round rhymes fine as silk. His jokes were more sad than funny, but we laughed just the same.

September 14th, 2019

I wonder if, left long enough,
my blood like sap might clot
and fossilise to amber
some vital aspect of myself
trapped in resin,
glinting in the future’s light.

September 15th, 2019

Far from the charred battlements and weeping banks of mud, the General reclined in his chair. His gramophone rasped tinny renditions of patriotic anthems and euphoric odes to victory.

War truly can be beautiful, he mused, as the distant screams drowned in music.

September 17th, 2019

Locked in his study, the Linguist sits to devour another book. He chews the paper into damp, thick wads until it is soft enough to swallow, sharp tang of ink on his tongue. Ever since that unfortunate incident with the wendigo, he’d had the most unusual cravings.

September 20th, 2019

She caught his eye across the ballroom, inviting him to dance.

“Dead air tonight,” he murmured. “All the good marks are in bed.”

“Waste of time,” she agreed, her head bowed.

The spies waltzed together to unfamiliar music. They were so, so far away from home.

September 29th, 2019 (1/2)

They took seats and surveyed the dance hall.

“It’s a shame, almost,” he said, “that all of this will have to be torn down.”

“It isn’t.” Her voice was iron, solid and cold. “There’s no shame in the inevitable.”

He shrugged. He’d never understood her certainty.

September 30th, 2019 (2/2)

I hope you enjoyed reading these as much as I enjoyed writing them! It’s been refreshing keeping up with #vss365 without necessarily writing from a prompt every single day – that said, I’m endeavouring to be more consistent and more regular with these, so please do go and bother me on twitter if nothing new shows up for a while. Oh, and if you want more material like this, you can find it in my July round up right here. Thanks for reading!

Alex xo

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