June 2014 -- SEVENTY-FIVE WORD WRITING CHALLENGE -- VICTORY TO JULIANA

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THE DEAD MAN

Impenetrable, impervious, inescapable; a cell underground that doesn't officially exist.

Three men inside.

Two in suits, nameless.

The third prone upon the ground, motionless.

"Send word," says the first. "Operation a complete success."

"Accomplices?" inquires the second. "Witnesses?"

"Accounted for."

A brief pause. Eventually the second speaks.

"Why the 'sea burial' anyway?..."

The first debuts his sharklike smile. "Dead men have no rights... but boy, can they tell tales..."

The third splutters into his beard.
 
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Potter Terror

One thousand blacksmiths forge countless swords that will never be swung. My hands caked with red clay, slap it into unfired moulds. Moulds of men.

They said it’s the highest honour; building the Emperor’s army. In the pits we assemble his guard. Rows of soldiers stare blindly at creators, hands await their swords.

The swords arrive. We were fooled, they are swung… deep into our necks.

I lie draining. Etching the truth into the terracotta.
 
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Raking him in

“You are exquisite, Charlotte,” he said and kissed me again. “Meet me at the stream tonight.”

I swallowed my disgust and smiled sweetly. “Oh, sir, I can’t wait to be married.”

As he rode away, my brothers stepped out from behind the yew hedge. “You’ve done well,” Charles said, cracking his knuckles. “He doesn’t suspect a thing.”

I replaced my bonnet and fastened my spencer. “No-one ruins my sister and gets away with it.”
 
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Vacationing at the World's Columbian Exposition

Rebecca fell asleep in the hotel room while waiting for her mother to return. The hotel proprietor had offered to show Ms. Teems some of the building's finer features.

The next day, Rebecca walked down to the foyer.

"Have you seen my mother, Mr. Holmes?" she asked.

"Not today," he replied. "Would you mind helping me mail this package to the university?"

"Okay, what is it?"

"It's a skeleton for their science department."
 
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Comanche Moon

“We will not ride south with you!” the great Apache was a shell of the warrior we once feared. “If we raid the whites, the chief of the bluecoats will follow our trail! He will not stop until he tastes blood!”

The moonlight reveals my warriors’ smiles as we leave their village. Our old enemy hadn’t noticed the scalps, or the lather on our horses from their hard ride out of the south.
 
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OMEGA


Martin stepped into the chancellery garden. The shelling had stopped momentarily and rain fell
with Birdsong.

He inhaled a cigarette.

The plane stood ready and the OSS lingered, talking nervously, fingering guns.

‘Is he ready?’ One asked.

Martin nodded. ’Saying goodbye.’ He ditched the fag. ‘Immunity you say?’

‘We don’t want the Bolsheviks to get him.’

The Führer appeared, stumbling towards the plane and the OSS opened fire.

‘Let’s go Herr Bormann. It’s over now.’
 
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Forsooth! Is your codpiece freshly starched, or
art thou much pleased to see me?

I hide a
weapon futurous brought hence by wizardry
to kill your cuckold. We shall married be.

But this wizard is...

...Thine cheated husband!
I too have a weapon of the future
far-flung! While we duel know my raygun is
top-of the range, a murderous blaster,
and your damsel’s toy is but set to stun.
 
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Chamber of Honors

They moved like ghosts in plain white robes. They traveled deep under the city along underground corridors, bearing candles to light their way. Fearsome creatures cowered in dark corners.

A hidden doorway slid open, revealing a vast chamber.

When all were inside, a man in golden robe arose and lifted his arms.

"Tonight's award for Best Presidential Election Intervention goes to . . ."

(Record stricken or else we would have to kill you.)
 
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The Ballad of Mary Read​

O, Rackham flew the pirate flag,
Anne Bonny by his side,
They plied the trade and shared the swag
And more than that, beside.

A likely lad arrived one day,
To join with Rackham’s crew,
Anne’s eye was caught, she made her play,
The boy she would pursue.

Doused with rum atop the sacking,
Bonny’s fingers hovered,
She felt around, but found him lacking:
Mary’s lie uncovered.
 
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Stone Cold Revenge

Arent winked at Anna, Dominie Schaat’s teenaged daughter.

Coloring slightly, she nodded. She would meet him in the woods again. Arent might be New Netherland’s married Romeo, but he said he loved her. Tonight she would say “Yes.”

----

Anna meant nothing to Arent. Revenge was everything. Nailing her was the way to nail the sanctimonious Dominie who had publicly shamed him for his dalliances. Arent smiled. Shaat and his daughter would soon be shamed too.
 
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Day of Reckoning in Tombstone


Standing alone, he faced over 200 members of the infamous Cowboy Gang. Doc Holliday, with a smirking taunt, provoked them to draw their weapons. Shockingly, the criminals, did the dance of death. Blood splattered everywhere, as Wyatt Earp chopped into the gunfighters, using a gatling gun. Within a minute, gore soaked dirt, ammo ran out, then smoke, dissipated.

"Excellent plan of deception, Wyatt."

"Thanks, Doc."

"My only regret is, you damaged our gambling establishment."
 
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His Story

A sad story, the loss of our king.

“Even for his successor?”,the scribe wondered.

Valiantly he defended us, but his wounds were too grave.

Poisoned by you, his own brother, more likely.

You will tell it, and of my humility in assuming the throne.

“Because others line up behind you, knife in hand?

Above all it must reflect my true majesty as leader.

“I write a conqueror’s history, what would I know of truth?”


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More Cunning Than A Fox...

Henry Tew... Tudor VII rewrote history, tricked everyone with his version: the liar! ‘Cos of him Richard IV never ‘appened, a whole family, a reign removed.

But I can’t allow them to be forgot. I was there and I know. I saw what they did to Prince Edmund, from the codling grinder to the poisoned wine.

Amid the truth erased, a secret snaky dynasty founded. I shall keep it alive.

I have a cunning plan.
 
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Quivira

The Turk would pay.

This was no golden city. The fertile plains were bountiful in their way, but it was not the bounty for which he had travelled so far. He had been deceived.

Coronado departed for Nuevo México, the Turk's body left for carrion on the plain, and the Quivirans moved on. They were slowly travelling east, leaving behind them the lands west of the smoky hills, where the ground was veined with gold.
 
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Eureka!

Etroponis, goldsmith to kings, stared.

Hellenes were less nudity conscious than other courts he had visited, but a stark-naked, dripping wet natural philosopher galloping palacewards was unusual.

Especially the mathematician whose suspicious king had him checking whether his crown was entirely good gold.

But no geometer could ever calculate the exact size of a crown with all the ornamentation he had added, nor check a sample except destructively.

He was absolutely safe.
 
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Drunken Prophecy


"Sire, do you think it wise?"

"Explain yourself Rupert"

"To split the country in two; it could be disastrous!"

"There's nothing to worry about son. I summoned the court astrologer for advice, he's never let me down"

"What did he say to make you so confident of victory father?"

"He told me that if I put my neck on the line and kept a cool head, it was bound to come off"
 
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Ways and Means


“Plane went into the mountain by the Tribal Park border,” the sheriff said.

“On which side?” The deputy caught the sheriff's look and nodded, then sighed. “Months of negotiations, through the summer heat, before we might get tribal permission to recover the bodies.”

The tribal liaison walked over to the map.

“I place the crash site...”

His hand wavered, then moved fractionally south and jabbed the pin. “...here.” He looked around. “Ready for some rappelling?”
 
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1937

black marias and
the morning so early the children are sleeping and
no empty comfort just the final look that says this is the end and
all our time together
all our laughing and
our fighting and
the late night drunken arguing full of smoke and promises
is over

I cannot stop myself
I do not weep or cling but whisper as they take you away
but whisper: I will see you again
 
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You Can’t Run, But…



I aimed my pistol at his heart. “I’ll take that.”

The doctor played with the phial.

“Stop!”

“Worried I’ll destroy the evidence?” he said. “It’s coloured water.”

“Only a potion could make your hair vanish then reappear.”

“My chin’s still hurting from the yank you gave my beard. But if you require answers—”

A strong hand gripped my wrist; an arm wrapped around my throat.

Dr Jeykll smiled. “Meet my long-lost twin: Mr Hyde.”




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The Original Sin

It may have been the very first deception.

From birth they shared a rivalry that brothers often do, competing in everything - running, swimming, hunting, fishing. But their motivation varied; the elder’s was born of respect, the younger’s, jealousy.

It was the former’s discovery that drove the latter to the misdeed. When the others asked, he said his brother had fallen off the cliff at the very moment, coincidentally, that Thag had ‘created’ fire.
 
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