Here’s my weekly microfiction, courtesy of the r/fantasywriters Microfiction Challenge. The prompt this time was “Song” (50 word limit).
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The melody rises. Hand to door. Turn and open.
Foot forward on the beat. And step, and step, and step.
What was he doing here?
The music pulls. And raising arms, dagger high.
What is this music?
The crescendo hits. The dagger plunges down, again, again, again.
The music fades.
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Another serious one again, but I also had an idea for a silly one, which I’ve saved for right here. Read it below
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“Ah, yes, when the siren called, any who heard her song was unable to resist, so sweet her melody. My crewmates jumped into the sea, only to be dashed against the rocks and sent to an early grave.”
“But Grandfather, how did you not do the same?”
“What? Speak up!”
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Hope you’ve enjoyed!