Having remembered, at 5 a.m., I’d this post yet to write – distracted yesterday evening by following up family history queries (interest recently awoken after some fifteen or so years, it’s taking time to remember who’s who, and how I ascertained it) I find I’ve nothing to say, except my usual thanks to you for turning up and posting and commenting, so …
Words
for next week: ancestor evidence probate
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by midnight Thursday 2nd May, new words posted Friday 3rd
Usual rules: 100 words maximum (excluding
title) of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above in the
genres of horror, fantasy, science fiction or noir. Serialised fiction is, as
always, welcome. All variants and uses of the words and stems are fine.
The Secret Armadillo Soldier (SAS) Diaries - entry 270
ReplyDeleteAggie watched as the large ‘Dillo disappeared into the darkle of the tunnel. ‘He’s a bit of a reprobate an’ teases me cos of me size, but ‘is hearts in the right place, Sarg.’ She frowned ‘Oh an’ Sarg, there’s evidence some of the ancestors in ‘ere ‘ad scribin’ sticks and bark-slate in the chambers with ‘em, ‘She paused, breathing deeply, as if to muster courage,’ an’ Sarg, sum of em had strange bony bits sticking out their skulls. Looked mighty queer t’ me. Not normal like, yuh know.’
Sargs eyes glittered as she folded her claws together, ‘Hush, Aggie.’
Oh Terrie!! Big smile and a round of applause from me - how clever!!
ReplyDeleteSandra is right, Terrie - how clever! 'scribin' sticks and bark-slate' are nothing short of splendid!
ReplyDeleteThresholds new [19]
ReplyDelete‘Cousins?’ I stared at Raven. ‘Apart from your grandmother, you never spoke of your ancestry. I know she claimed the sight of you, new-born, killed your grandfather, assumed your brothers inherited evilness from her. Was your grandfather, his nature, never spoken of?’
‘Spoken, no. Prompted by the furore when my grandmother challenged the probate I read his will. Provided evidence enough to believe him at least fair-minded.’
‘So which side of your family do these cousins spring from?’
Nodding over my shoulder, he demonstrated inherited virtue, ‘We’ll have to meet them to discover that. Any minute now.’
Excellent use of very tough prompt words, Terrie.
ReplyDeleteLet me rephrase the above. Excellent use of very tough prompt words, Sandra.
DeleteThank you Jim; I fear, for once, I may have selected the prompt words less innocently.
ReplyDeleteSTACKED DECK
ReplyDeleteDespite my attorney’s expertise, my case was an uphill battle. The prosecution’s probative questions, though rife with misleading information, foreshadowed a grim verdict from the jury.
Particularly damning evidence came via a renowned anthropologist, hired by the prosecution to expose my ancestry. His investigation doomed me, for he presented charts and graphs as well as pictures of my long-dead kin.
The jury deliberated but two hours before finding me guilty of impersonating a human. The judge sentenced me to life without the possibility of parole.
My cage at the zoo is dreary, but I do I get plenty of bananas.
Very clever, Jim and made me smile,
DeleteI think we all managed well with the prompt words this week.
DeleteI, like Sandra, smiled on reading Jims offering, while the continuation of 'Thresholds' leaves me wanting to find out more about the elusive Raven and his beginnings.