Tuesday, 24 May 2016

FB3X Drabble Cascade #162 - word of the week is 'clover' (Just 100 words: can you do it?)



Welcome to FB3X Drabble Cascade #162 - This week's word of the week is 'clover'.

Suitable for all.
The Way A Cascade Works

it's really very simple, be inspired by our word of the week and just write :).

To see this week's entries check out the list at the bottom of this post. We put it behind a cut so it doesn't clog up your scrolling.

A drabble is a work of 100 words exactly. Flash fiction is a work of up to 500 words. Both may be submitted to the cascade. So What Can You Write? The simple answer is - anything! Our work here on FB3X will be erotically themed. but feel free to take the inspiration any way you want to, fiction, fanfiction, non-fiction, meta, since variety is the spice of life!

To those struck by inspiration (and no you don't have to be a professional writer to join in, anyone can embrace their inner author):
  • Below you will find a chance to join in the cascade in the form of a linked list
    • Write a drabble/flash fiction inspired by the word of the week.
    • Post the fiction to your own blog, social media, or website 
    • Then insert a link into the linked list to that drabble/flash fiction for everyone to find (A hint of the genre of your drabble/flash fiction in the title of your post would be appreciated.), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction)
    • To encourage your friends to join in and hence cascade the fun, you can also add the list into your own post by copying the code.
  • OR you can just write us something in the comments :)
For folks who enjoy reading drabbles/flash fiction: you can then peruse the cascade to your heart's content :).

AND NOW - on to the fiction :)
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Contains adult themes,
or language
Flight of Fire (Part 70) (PG, m/m, Fantasy)
by Sophie Duncan








Author's Note
I'm trying to do something a little different this year. For those of you who don't know, unless it's a week inspired by a holiday, or memorable occasion, our word of the week is picked by opening up a dictionary to a random location, waving a finger about without looking at the page and pointing it to a word, i.e. it's chance. So, this year, rather than standalone drabbles, I am going to try writing a coherent story, Flight of Fire, in 100 word episodes, each one inspired by the word of the week. I have a vague outline for characters and direction of Flight of Fire, but specifics will be decided by the word of the week.

Well, clover was a bit of a random word this week, so I decided to be inspired by its simplicity of design.

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Benedict ran his fingers over the trefoil design on his blanket.

‘The simple clover,’ his mother had called it, part of her family’s coat of arms.

He needed to believe she had left the cloth for him. The thought helped with the way shivers were running up and down his spine - had been ever since Woodgrave had done her job, checking over his wounds, re-dressing some.

Like the plain little plant, this was him now, prince no more, simply Benedict, afraid of his own shadow. Yet, in losing so much, he had found something right. In Reynaulght he took comfort.

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Contains adult themes,
or language
Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep (PG, m/m, Fantasy)
by Natasha Duncan-Drake








Author's Note
So I have a double drabble for you today, I very much hope you enjoy it.

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Falling asleep in a field of clover had to be the stupidest thing Merek had ever done. Everyone knew that's where the fair folk played.

Now he was dancing with the most beautiful man he had ever seen and seriously considering drinking the mead so he never had to leave. His brain was clearly addled. It had always been understood he would marry Lin, the cowhand's daughter.

"You know," his dancing partner said, "I would never keep you here against your will. You may return to your sweetheart if you wish."

And apparently the fair folk could read his mind as well.

His partner laughed as Merek thought that.

"You are so entertaining."

"Is this a game?" he asked.

"Life is a game," his companion replied. "What you should ask is if I picked you just to play."

Merek wasn't sure what the difference was.

"The answer is no."

"Then why me?"

"You are beautiful in spirit and you left yourself open to me. I could not resist."

They whirled around to the ethereal music.

"And if I stay?"

"I will love you forever."

It was quite a promise; the life of a cowhand didn't seem so appealing any more.

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Welcome to the FB3X Drabble Cascade, a weekly blog hop where we want you to share you drabbles, or flash fiction inspired by our word of the week. To join in, just post your piece to your blog/social media/website and add your link to the list with Title (Rating, Genre), e.g. A Little Bit of Fun (PG, Science Fiction) and then to perpetuate the cascade, add the list code to the bottom of your post :)

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4 comments:

  1. Fire - “The first leaf represents hope, the second faith, the third is for love…” There’s a lot of meaning in a simple clover. And like the clover, I’m sure, there’s a lot more to Benedict when he’s ready. A hidden heir perhaps, to save the kingdom or maybe something greater.

    Now I lay me – True folk belief about sleeping in a field of clover?
    A nice and perhaps a scary thing about fairies’ promises, they’re literally bound to keep them. His fae lover can love Merek forever even if Merek is no longer alive. And then there’s the Greek myth of Eos and her human consort, Tithonus, who aged into a cricket.

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    1. Yes, there is a lot more to Benedict :)

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