In spring, leaves will reemerge, he won’t.
He is here now, breathing, full of thousand worries and feelings, occupying space; in an instant, he’ll disappear and become a fictitious character in flaky memories.
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My 33 words for Trifecta , this week.
“In The Scorpio Races, author Maggie Stiefvater writes, “It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.” Give us the next thirty-three words of this story, as you imagine it. Take it wherever you like, but make it original and make it 33 words exactly. “
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25 responses to “Enigma.”
Excellent 33!
Yay! Thank you, Dani 🙂
Flaky memories– great word choice there. Loved this!
Thank you , Rara . 🙂
What a hollow end, to be fiction not well remembered.
Yes ! All of a sudden a real person becomes memory , remembered through stories ! That’s one unsolved mystery! Thank you for reading and the amazing prompt ! 🙂
Nice One :):)
Thank you. 🙂
Loved this-“flaky memories”-wow!Beautifully written:-)
Thank you … Ya, I find memories flaky and fragile too 🙂
🙂
Again, I love the lyrical quality of your words.
Thank you ,Itty. I loved that you loved 🙂
This is cool.
Thank you. 🙂
Brilliant opening
Thank you, Sam . 🙂 Your 33 words are awesome. 🙂
love it
Thank you . 🙂
That first line especially is so ominous!
Ya, first day of the November. It had to ! 😀 Thank you for your words.:)
That is really nicely done! 🙂
Thank you , Pauline. 🙂
Magnificent !!! You’re terrific .
Thank you , Ree. It’s too cold to make November warm ! 😉