April 2011 SEVENTY-FIVE WORD CHALLENGE -- A Major Victory for Ursa!

[J Riff]

The Transparent Fundead...

“I’m sorry Marsha, I’m afraid I will never be able to see you as

anything other than a member of a mindless horde of undead things.”

“Dead or alive, I love you, Frank.”

“Yes. Bad luck, that.”

“Come to me darling, join the undead and we will be together,

forever.”

“No, I don’t think so. I don’t like ghost food,and-”

“Oh, I hate you! I wish you were dead!”

 

[The Spurring Platty]

Haunted by Beauty

From afar I watched her. I craved, lusted, and desired.
I coveted, oh how I coveted, wishing her to be mine forever.
When her life ended tragically, I made it my burden to remember.
Years passed until I alone remembered her.
Now every night her spectre comes.
Those dull, lifeless eyes stare down at me.
Eyes yearning for the spark of life in mine.
Now I only wish I could forget her.

 

[Lucky_Lola]

She Who Is Milk-White

She was perfection. The women of the city had twisted what was holy, but with her he found hope. A pious man, he prayed for deliverance.


Lips pressed her fingers and she stirred. A rose suffused her pale cheek, lashes fluttered like the wings of a moth to reveal wide pools of purity. She was perfection, and she was his.


Overjoyed, he wed her. She bore him a son, but her hands were always cold.

 

[Bob Senior]

REUNITED


Hector, American hero, had somehow survived 25 days in orbit without communications or lights in his capsule. The loneliness drove him mad they said.
Now in Veterans Hospital he spends his days calculating, drawing plans and figuring schedules to the 10th of a second.
He stays up late tonight, then asks the nurse, "date and time please, to the second", "December 20th, 2012, 23:59:55" she answers.
The building shakes, a blinding flash and Hector vanishes.

 

[GreenKidx]

Multiplication.

They called our love wicked... my lover, an abomination... me, narcissistic.

They torched our home, then chased us through the streets and into the wilderness.

'Where to?' he thinks, knowing I can hear him.

'Here.'

'Wood?'

'Stone.' I begin crying. He holds me. I can feel his arms around me and me within his arms.

Wearing my face he cries, 'Do you regret making me?'

I kiss him and feel it twofold.

'Never.'

 

[mosaix]

Love Conquers All.

She went blind quickly. She knew it was a day of lasts.

Her last blue sky, white cloud, golden cornfield. For her dark life ahead she tried to remember them. But she forgot.

Then he came.

He’d had his lasts too; voices, music, birdsong, rustling leaves. And he’d forgotten as well.

They touched, shared, laughed, kissed and made love. Their minds intermingled, became one.

She saw again, he heard again. Together they remembered.

 

[High Eight]

In the Wild Wind's Track

The storm wind rose in the west and she knew.

She opened the cottage door and looked out into the lane. Gulls where wheeling overhead, their cries mingling with the shrill, thin scream of the wind. One dropped out of the flock and flew by, its wing almost brushing her cheek.

Leaving the door open, she walked out into the street, turning downhill toward the harbour. “Yes, my love” she whispered “I follow.”

 

[HoopyFrood]

Tonight Will Be A Memory Too

He noticed her on her first day in the household.

She was Maintanence, he was Service; they glimpsed each other often.

She liked music. He would collect snippets and play them to her in their brief moments, when everyone was asleep.


Tomorrow his hard drive would be wiped clean.

Tonight they sit and he plays his entire collection. They hold hands, as they had seen the Young Mistress doing. Hands clasped, digits fused, listening.

 

[Chaoticheart]

Unveiled

The blade swings down. Seconds go by, yet she feels nothing. Cautiously opening her eyes, she finds the Shadow, lord of her devotion, standing before her.

He makes no move, his only acknowledgment a soft whisper, ‘For you.’

She follows his gaze. Beyond him lay a beauteous orb, born of light, untouched by darkness. Stepping closer, a face is revealed – her own.

Looking to her lord, she weeps with joy, ‘He gives me his heart.’

 

[Waffle]

Forever Love​

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Her backpack was filled with everything she needed as she walked through the graveyard. She found his grave. She dropped the backpack, pulled out her spade and started digging. Several minutes later, his coffin was exposed. She opened the coffin and saw him laying there. She stripped and lay down on top of him. His arms wrapped about her and opened his mouth, his sharp canines glinting in the moonlight. The lid slammed close.[/FONT]​

 

[The Procrastinator]

Faithful Heart

A reflection of gold glinted in his watery eye as he flicked the coin to me.
“This, my love, is the future!”
I looked around; the setting sun, a lizard on a stone, beneath it a cricket singing. I held the coin and saw what he meant. I thought I heard a prison door closing.
I stood. “I'll be choosing the past,” I said, and blew my silver horn, and waited for the Fairy King.

 

[psychotick]

Hi,

A Paranormal Romance.


He spied her there, sitting in the corner, alone and untouched, a sad lover but his lover none the less. Heart pounding he rushed to her, crushed her in a manly embrace, lifted her to his lips and tasted of her sweet spirit love.

Warm, sweet, wet and wild, her essence filled him, sent his soul flying among clouds of angels.

But then, too soon she was gone, her bottle empty.

Whiskey, his eternal love.

 

[StormFeather]

Star-Clad Lovers​

Drawn together by a subtle, yet irresistible attraction, their courtship lasted eons. Adorned with exquisitely coloured sparkling nebulae, they moved inexorably closer.
Their eventual union will be slow and beautifully cataclysmic. Planets will collide, and stars explode.
But together, they will give birth to a plethora of new worlds, spinning around different suns.
New life will grow, and new civilisations will see their first dawn, cradled tenderly in the arms of their intergalactic guardians.

 

[mad_iguana]

Once a Succubus…

Darkness filled the room, enveloped his naked body.
He waited.
The familiar tingle of breath and fingers on flesh came at last, caressing him, awakening him.
He could not see her, but she was there, her gentle whispers filling his head.
He reached out to touch her, but his hands felt only air.
Again!
Electricity filled his body and his head exploded with light.
Alone, he wept salt tears for his departed love.

 

[BookStop]

Forever, it seems, is a really long time.
　
I grow gills daily, she at night.
Transformation urged by quality of light.

Oceanside always we must dwell.
Cursed by that sea-witch, living eternal Hell.

Never even growing older.
Forever apart, together love’s colder.

Can’t abandon her, she‘s in pain.
Her suffering extreme, no freedom to gain.

As dawn breaks, she heads for the shore.
Swimming alongside her, embracing once more.

Her screams muffled now, watered down.
Happily ever after, my true love drowned.

 

[RSliwinski]

800 Meters


He didn't believe in ghosts.
And yet…
The ghost was always there.
Sometimes nearer, sometimes farther, but always watching.
Waiting?
"Get a hold on yourself man, it's been almost 20 years."
Falling.
Writhing.
Yearning.
Burning.
They didn't live happily ever after.
They didn't even both live.
He pretends to forget.
Forgets to pretend.
Alone in the desert, the wind is a kiss, a caress. With no one to see, he rises, and they dance.

 

[Ursa major]

Paradise Lust​

What a bargain! A few days' planning, a painless moment and in return...? Eternal Paradise.

He suspected a catch. Surely they must be ugly, deformed? But he had faith and accepted the trade.

Everything was as promised. He felt nothing of the explosion that tore him apart. And here he was in Paradise. All seventy-two of his companions were perfect goddesses.

Truly perfect: they despised his twisted soul. They would remain virgins. For eternity.

 

[Hilarious Joke]

Let me tell you how I have run.

Across sand, across grass, across clouds.

Beneath stars, beneath water, beneath faces of gods.

I’ve run through days, years, aeons.

I’ve run mortal lifetimes, I’ve run civilisations from birth to rubble.

I’ve left behind hunger, and dream, and death.

I’ve chased the line of sun and I’ve won.

Yet here, as the world shudders in my dust, I find you at last...


And hold you, and kiss you, and in the end set you free.

 

[The Judge]

The Song of Orpheus

At my music mountains danced, stones rejoiced.
Now laughter, song, lie unvoiced:
My wife is dead.

I shall pass
The jaws of hell.
Fear I spurn:
I must see
Eurydice.
​

At my lament, Hades mourns, hell weeps.
Death relents at my beseech:
My wife shall live!

We must pass
The gates of hell
Before I turn,
Before I see
Eurydice.
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At my back she follows me. They promised so.
But does she follow?
Does she...?

 

[Teresa Edgerton]

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