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Hun·dred Word Sto·ries
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n. pl. 1. Short stories
that are a hundred words in length, not counting the title. They are sort
of an excecise in writing and boredom.
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ARGINO Argino bobbed about the white swells as he watched the water lap against the porcelain shores. He sat calmly in the water, grateful for the respite granted him by the giantess's absence.It had been 5° warmer when she had dunked Argino beneath the surface of the water, holding him there for an unbearably long time, before letting go. And then she leapt from the water and giggled as she disappeared over the horizon. Thus did Argino swim alone, contemplating escape - shaking his wings out and taking flight. But Argino couldn't fly. The yellow duck bobbed, resigned to his fate. |
PETE Pete slid along
the slippery tunnel until he could move no further. This was his fiftieth-no
sixtieth foray into the small hole, and like each time before, he pulled
himself back out and tried again. It was an endless cycle, but Pete was
determined to go deeper this time - deeper than ever before. |
BLUE You had to look
past the blue house… which was Herculean, as this was the Platonic form
of blue - a blue that never could be. Except clearly it did. |
KIMBERLY
She's the eldest sister, the tall blonde one, say those around her. I think I first noticed her eyes and her cheeks - not that I could tell you what color either were. Too busy writing the story of our life. We court and then move-in together after six months or so - living in sin, is the phrase. Which we happy to do for many years. No rush to get married. The romance and the comfort keeps us happy enough. Marriage and kids and "happily ever after" comes later. For now the chapter ends - playing house with the cute lawyer chick. |
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