Welcome to FB3X Drabble Cascade #148 - This week's word of the week is 'canid'.
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Suitable for all.
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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!
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- Write a drabble/flash fiction inspired by the word of the week.
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AND NOW - on to the fiction :)
AND NOW - on to the fiction :)
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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.
Canid - a member of the dog family, made me think of animals.
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Benedict’s muscles would not lift him far, so, like the animal his enemies thought he was, he crawled his way out of Blane’s dungeon. Climbing the stairs felt like an eternity, but with fear and no little relief, he collapsed out into a corridor, breathing hard.
All strength used up, he could only lie there, hoping to recover before his masters woke. When a shadow fell over him, he closed his eyes and mewed. Cloth fell over him, arms lifted his helpless body: he was lost.
“My poor boy,” his mother’s voice was the last thing he expected to hear.
All strength used up, he could only lie there, hoping to recover before his masters woke. When a shadow fell over him, he closed his eyes and mewed. Cloth fell over him, arms lifted his helpless body: he was lost.
“My poor boy,” his mother’s voice was the last thing he expected to hear.
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Wild (Fantasy, PG)
Author's Note
Welcome to FB3X once again, I hope you enjoy my drabble this week.
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by Natasha Duncan-Drake
Author's Note
Welcome to FB3X once again, I hope you enjoy my drabble this week.
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Luka's mother had always told him not to listen to the wolves, but when they sang they sounded so free.
"I hate that noise."
It was his mother's voice and he stilled.
"You can't keep him forever, Love," his father replied.
"It's not fair, he's my son."
"He came from them, he has to go back eventually," his father said, tone gentle.
"I raised him, he's my baby. I won't. I can't."
"But wolf's in his blood, Love. Now we agreed, when the time came, we'd let him go."
Luka just stood there, mind racing. How could it be true?
"I hate that noise."
It was his mother's voice and he stilled.
"You can't keep him forever, Love," his father replied.
"It's not fair, he's my son."
"He came from them, he has to go back eventually," his father said, tone gentle.
"I raised him, he's my baby. I won't. I can't."
"But wolf's in his blood, Love. Now we agreed, when the time came, we'd let him go."
Luka just stood there, mind racing. How could it be true?
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Flying -- O-KAY MOM! Benedict was going to need help getting out of the palace anyway. The Queen is not in an enviable position.
ReplyDeleteWild -- Reverse Romulus and Remus. 'Found this human/wolf pup in the forest Martha.' Nice.
No, the Queen is not, she is now facing peril and a choice between her two sons.
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