Welcome to FB3X Drabble Cascade #163 - This week's word of the week is 'go'.
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it's really very simple, be inspired by our word of the week and just write :).
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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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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.
'Have a go' - that's what came into my head when I read the word of the week this week, and that led me into thinking about how Benedict became a smith.
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For the few days following his waking, Benedict’s only visitors were Woodgrave tending his wounds, and Agnetha making sure he had everything else. He grew stronger, but, still, he never strayed very far from Reynaulght. There was a world outside the forge - after all, Agnetha did not sleep there - but Benedict remained with his dragon, even when Agnetha returned to her work.
Reynaulght’s fire drew Benedict first, surging around metal, surrendering it to Agnetha’s hammer. Yet, her rhythmic strikes also began to speak to something inside as Benedict watched, each day moving closer, until, finally, she asked, “Want a go?”
Reynaulght’s fire drew Benedict first, surging around metal, surrendering it to Agnetha’s hammer. Yet, her rhythmic strikes also began to speak to something inside as Benedict watched, each day moving closer, until, finally, she asked, “Want a go?”
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Done (Fantasy, m/m, PG)
Author's Note
Thank you for stopping by again this week. I very much hope you enjoy our drabbles.
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by Natasha Duncan-Drake
Author's Note
Thank you for stopping by again this week. I very much hope you enjoy our drabbles.
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Gant had been on the go for three days straight and he was ready to drop. Who knew one bad experiment by two year 9s could infect half the school.
That was the problem with magic; when it got out of hand it was a nightmare.
The outbreak was contained, everyone was back to looking how they should look and all Gant wanted to do was sleep.
"Come on, let's get you to bed."
He sagged in relief as gentle hands started to help him undress.
"Love you," he said and kissed his husband even as he almost passed out.
That was the problem with magic; when it got out of hand it was a nightmare.
The outbreak was contained, everyone was back to looking how they should look and all Gant wanted to do was sleep.
"Come on, let's get you to bed."
He sagged in relief as gentle hands started to help him undress.
"Love you," he said and kissed his husband even as he almost passed out.
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Fire - Blacksmiths were considered magic practitioners long, long ago. They could read the color of the metal as they forged it, knew how to make metal from rock and how to make it resilient enough for swords and tools. Add dragon fire for the heat source and there’s the connection in truth. It's logical. No wonder Benedict is drawn to it, it calls to and is a balm to his inner self.
ReplyDeleteDone – Love the academic setting and the problem with correcting magic imperfectly cast. Someone has to be there to put things back to rights.
I really like Agnetha. :) And runaway magic is a great topic. Nicely done.
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