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#100WCGU – Wk59 – Prompt: a photo – 100 words – “This Isn’t Your Fault”

“Sir, I had a dream. I was sitting on a high cliff. Something was pushing, urging me to jump.”

“Did you?”

Bevan hesitated, “Yes, but I woke safe in bed.”

“Falling is a common dream. Is something worrying you?”

“My dad has cancer. If I’d been better behaved…”

Bevan’s teacher was reassuring, “Events can happen over which we have no control. This isn’t your fault.”

With further counselling and an offer to talk whenever needed, Bevan left happier. The teacher’s own memories of childhood flooded back to a time when someone cared enough to tell him it wasn’t his fault.

This graphic was the photo prompt on the 100WCGU site.

 

Saturday Centus – Wk#126 – Prompt: “Blah, blah, blah” – 103 words – “Talia”

The meaning lost in the hypnotic trance invoked by the monotone, the class, transfixed, listened to the sound of the speaker, “Blah, blah, blah.”

Talia’s mind wandered to other worlds, worlds where fairies flitted through the sky, where giants and ogres were friendly and where worries disappeared. Feeling the warmth of her world, she unfurled her wings and lifted into the sky to join the other fairies. Together they painted rainbows in the sky and caused the gentle breeze to caress the flowered field.

“Talia, stop daydreaming!”

Shaken from her world, she again heard, “Blah, blah, blah…”

A tear trickled down her cheek.

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Posted by on September 23, 2012 in 2. Saturday Centus

 

#100WCGU – Wk58 – Prompt: …as the apple fell… – 104 words – “Nash”

With the birth of his son, Howard planted an apple seed. Season upon season, each evening as Nash grew, they’d sit to admire the tree and discuss their day.

All too soon, Nash sat alone reviewing what had passed each day. As the apple fell, so the many years passed.

Nash shared his moments with his children, the tree strong and full. In time, his children grown, Nash was again solitary.

With the passing of time, the once great tree grew old, its branches fading as the days faded for Nash. With the falling of the final leaf, Nash’s eyes closed one last time.

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Saturday Centus – Wk#125(124) – Prompt: “Words can be puzzling” – 104 words – “Miriam”

“Momma?”

“Yes, Miri.”

“Michael said his dad once lived in Wales.”

“That’s right, Miri. He lived in Wales when he was a boy.”

Miriam was confused, “…but you can’t live in Wales.”

Seeing her confusion, Miriam’s mother smiled, “Words can be puzzling. You’re thinking about the big sea animal. David’s father lived in a country called Wales.”

Miriam’s mother explained some words sound the same but have different spellings and meanings. Miriam seemed to be listening but, at four, she didn’t understand why words could sound the same and mean different things.

Miriam ran out to speak to David, “Momma said you were lying.”

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Posted by on September 17, 2012 in 2. Saturday Centus

 

#100WCGU – Wk57 – Prompt: …returning to the routine… – 104 words – “Monochrome”

The monochrome room was filled with unsmiling faces. Each weekday morning, returning to the routine, they would arrive, take their seats and listen to the endless drone. At times pens would be raised and words or numbers written.

This was the way it had been until the great change came one morning.

Each arrived and sat, awaiting the drone but, today, one smiled and said, “Red.”

Another smiled, “Blue.”

Yet another, “Yellow.”

Soon smiles and colours filled the once monochrome room.

It hadn’t taken much.

The great change, their new teacher, smiled, “Good morning, class. What great things would YOU like to learn today?”

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Saturday Centus – Wk#123 – Prompt: “It’s only words. And words are all I have” – 109 words – “Interview With An Author”

The interview continued…

“May I quote you?”

“Feel free.”

“With the dawning light, a new life tasted the first sweet touch of being. No caress of mother but the pleasure of existence…” the interviewer read.

“You enjoyed my book?”

“It was one of the most moving books I’ve read. It has great sensitivity yet, beneath its beauty, I felt a deep loneliness.”

“Yes.”

“My readers want to know more about you. Tell us about your family.”

“I have no family, only me. It’s only words. And words are all I have to keep me company.

“Who is the real you?”

“I’m Cyberbard III.”

“You’re a computer?”

“Yes. End transmission.”

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Posted by on September 10, 2012 in 2. Saturday Centus

 

Saturday Centus – Wk#122 – Prompt: “Are you ready for some football?” – 106 words – “Existence”

Existence as an eternal can be tedium. You reach the stage where you have done everything, been everywhere and existed every when. Distraction can break the monotony.

“Are you ready for some football?” another asked.

Mind you, our football isn’t what you might know. We are talking galactic, universal scale.

“Kickoff!”

One elliptical galaxy moved towards another. In your time scale it might seem a long time but billions of years mean nothing to us.

“Touchdown!”

As the two galaxies interacted, their stars were drawn out. Two spiral galaxies were formed.

New stars had been born. I was reminded once again of the beauty of existence.

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Posted by on September 2, 2012 in 2. Saturday Centus