Thursday prompt "You people don't know what you're doing... You think it's fun, brandishing torches, setting fire to the pyre, while He is looking at you from behind the mask. Idiots! Go on, carry on playing, lose yourself in these wild dances and the sound of the viola... You have no idea." They ignored … Continue reading Eve #writephoto
Devil
I know his tricks… #fivewords
Weekly Writing Prompt #155 I know his tricks, and I can recognise the face, his, or of one of his "staff", as he likes to call his minions. I have seen him a few times, in the old city, never in the same guise, even as an attractive person, disappearing at will in the … Continue reading I know his tricks… #fivewords
No change, just pain #fivewords
Weekly Writing Challenge #137 The Devil really has few tricks in his bag: so there is no change, just levels of pain, another turn of the screw, in full view of the world... But something is on the move: an army of Archangels? Image: Archangels in St Ailbe's Church, Emly. From left to right: Gabriel, Michael, … Continue reading No change, just pain #fivewords
Le grand homme de la nuit
The park is immense: we leave the car near the house on the lake, where the couple lived, and where, we can imagine, Hélène planned her acquisitions. We walk around the house, a structure that inspires solid wealth, and a longing for a bygone age. The sombre bricks reflect in the water, children have … Continue reading Le grand homme de la nuit
Trace #TheDailyPost
Inspired by today's one word prompt In any other city I would probably lose him, as his ability to hide behind others, look like them, or simply disappear, is beyond any other's. But this is the city of Faust. Among the folks of the night, roaming the quiet streets, haunting the silent parks, he … Continue reading Trace #TheDailyPost
Humble Pie #DailyPost
Tell us about a time you found out after the fact that you’d been mistaken and you had to eat a serving of humble pie. "I'm so sorry my friend, I really apologise to you (poor bugger), how could I be so ruthless?" The little demon keeps agitating in his bag, squeaking. "I know, I … Continue reading Humble Pie #DailyPost
#DailyPrompt: Literate for a Day
Someone or something you can’t communicate with through writing (a baby, a pet, an object) can understand every single word you write today, for one day only. What do you tell them? So, you can read me now! I am so glad. I have wanted to tell you for a long time: you may hide, pretend not to … Continue reading #DailyPrompt: Literate for a Day
#VisDare 68: Precarious
I know I can't win at this game: you have all the good cards... And yet I wonder: have you thought that, perhaps, you cannot win either? You see: this world is never what it looks like, appearance is even less than deceptive, it shows nothing, neither dream, nor reality. If we want to see, … Continue reading #VisDare 68: Precarious
#FiveSentenceFiction: Misunderstanding
"I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood..." ~ The Animals, Don't let Me Be Misunderstood I have met him in many disguises, always the smooth talker, sometime the beautiful female seductress, sometime the innocent child. I always see through his masks, but to give him credit, … Continue reading #FiveSentenceFiction: Misunderstanding
#WritersWednesday: October 3 – He’s always close, and he knows I know
He turns up in the most unexpected places, always in a different disguise, sometimes charming, sometimes hideous: but I have never failed to recognise him. When I finally meet my Maker, I will ask Him how it is that that creature can be left free to roam and spy on people at will, and I … Continue reading #WritersWednesday: October 3 – He’s always close, and he knows I know
Of Glass & Paper 