tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post4047648971874117140..comments2023-11-02T06:15:00.347-04:00Comments on #55WordChallenge: 55 Word Challenge: Week 8Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01912641441536207956noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-18865282744174937082012-05-10T12:08:40.724-04:002012-05-10T12:08:40.724-04:0055 Word Challenge is now closed and in the hands o...55 Word Challenge is now closed and in the hands of the judge, @J_M_Blackman. Thank you everyone for entering!Jezrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01912641441536207956noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-74503851823003350312012-05-10T11:03:01.889-04:002012-05-10T11:03:01.889-04:00Samantha-First ChallengeFirst PicFamished FairyMab...Samantha-First Challenge<br>First Pic<br><br>Famished Fairy<br><br>Mabs stepped on his face, pushing herself up onto the ledge, being drawn by the pleasant scent of pie. <br>“Geez, cut your toenails!”Tibs grumbled, pulling himself up right after. <br>Smiling she made her way to the still warm prize, but was stopped by an invisible wall.<br>“Not again!”<br>“Firefly!” giggled the stealthy child<br><br>54 words<br>@QuillsWithinAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-35931207518087157012012-05-10T08:46:30.805-04:002012-05-10T08:46:30.805-04:00Max had discovered a hidden wonderland. The moss ...Max had discovered a hidden wonderland. The moss on the walls gave off a light glow, reflecting off of something on the ground. It gleamed like metal. Her lips curled into a grin even as the head rose from the pile, smoke curling around its nostrils. Large reptilian eyes were the last thing she saw.<br><br>55 words<br>@solimondNelliehttp://scribblingpencil.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-81789810411240582332012-05-10T07:06:46.005-04:002012-05-10T07:06:46.005-04:00Edge of the seat stuff in just 55 words! Love!Edge of the seat stuff in just 55 words! Love!Miranda Boershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11166000575283710451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-27496981932265844572012-05-10T06:58:42.050-04:002012-05-10T06:58:42.050-04:00Runaway Rat He’d known they could not simply let h...Runaway Rat <br><br>He’d known they could not simply let him go. He was the realization of their dreams. The things their experiments had enabled him to do were too amazing to not capitalize on.<br><br>As the first of the assault troops descended on his refuge, he knew he would not allow them to take him back alive.<br><br>55 words @klingorengiJeffrey Hollarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05504298750127152026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-51597371555179321042012-05-10T00:07:39.295-04:002012-05-10T00:07:39.295-04:00Feed Ye The HomelessRaymond C. MorrisHunger ate aw...Feed Ye The Homeless<br>Raymond C. Morris<br><br><br><br>Hunger ate away the flesh from his face until he looked a parody of life. Fishing pole in hand, I began teaching him to fish. Proverbs and such. The joy at his first catch filled me with pride, such that I cried until he ceased struggling, and took in that last full breath of water. <br><br><br><br><br>55 words<br>@iwritesRayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06751240723316511930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-13061799730791204792012-05-09T23:11:12.723-04:002012-05-09T23:11:12.723-04:00I chose the second picture. (Also -- first time pa...I chose the second picture. (Also -- first time participant. Yay!)<br><br>-----<br><br>Title: Ssssshe of Few Sssssyllablesssss<br><br>She slithers in, ruddy brown trail following as damp moss soaks up the blood.<br><br>Under the rocks -- curled, coiled, comfortable now; her fangs retract; her breathing slows. Cold embraces her...skin? Scales.<br><br><i>Yesssssss,</i> she thinks, drifting to dreams, head already resting solidly on clawed dirty hands.<br><br><i>Thissss place issss perfect.</i><br><br>----<br><br>@katjevanloon<br>48 wordsKatje van Loonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15050590180481504507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-8771425256994893742012-05-09T22:04:03.737-04:002012-05-09T22:04:03.737-04:00THERE AND BACK AGAINUltimately, it was the halflin...THERE AND BACK AGAIN<br><br>Ultimately, it was the halfling’s long view that made him so effective. Patience wasn’t preferred; it was essential.<br><br>No grand army, no epic battle. Six weeks of dark cavern’s descent and he crept—unnoticed—into the darkest dungeon of Lord Sauron’s summer castle.<br><br>From there, the diminutive assassin could poison the master’s wine…and wait.<br><br>55 words<br>@zombiemechanicsJ. Whitworth Hazzardhttp://zombiemechanics.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-83422564278566543002012-05-09T21:49:14.226-04:002012-05-09T21:49:14.226-04:00The bay surrounded my castle, my fortress of solit...The bay surrounded my castle, my fortress of solitude, on three sides. One slender road led beyond the walls, but I didn’t dare use it. Not during the day when God and anyone might see. An approaching storm shattered the sunlight and I shivered.<br> <br>Anticipation.<br><br>All bets were off when the sun hid her radiance.<br><br>@caramichaels<br>55 wordsCara Michaelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00956521710750982258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-31480387319440454562012-05-09T17:33:59.881-04:002012-05-09T17:33:59.881-04:00He watched them come, one after the other, sliding...He watched them come, one after the other, sliding down their threads into his world. He watched them look around and waited. He found it curious how they touched the ground, and showed things to the plants that made a clicking sound. He wondered if they would touch his scaly flesh and click at him.<br><br>55 words<br>@PurpleQueenNLMiranda Boershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11166000575283710451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-12775972895428672212012-05-09T17:21:08.865-04:002012-05-09T17:21:08.865-04:00I chose the first picture.-----“Elijah?”Knock, kno...I chose the first picture.<br><br>-----<br><br>“Elijah?”<br><br>Knock, knock, knock.<br><br>“Mr. Wood, are you in there?”<br><br>“Are you sure this is the right place?”<br><br>“Yes. I’m sure.”<br><br>“Well, have you tried calling him?”<br><br>“What do you think I’m doing now?”<br><br>“No: on the PHONE.”<br><br>“That won’t work. These method actors can be impossible, and now that he’s working on 'The Hobbit'...”<br><br>55 Words<br>@LupusAnthroposLupusAnthroposhttp://fulmoj.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-70802149343960574272012-05-09T16:47:50.306-04:002012-05-09T16:47:50.306-04:00Title: Strange New WorldIn the depth of rock, a ne...Title: Strange New World<br><br>In the depth of rock, a new world exists. A single beam of light illuminates the alien environment full of strange plants and growing things. Even the air smells different, like there is something more ... more alive to this place.<br><br>As my feet touch down on this new earth, I wonder what I’ll find.<br><br>@MLGammella<br>55 WordsM L Gammellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10036863570650547228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-50315699558478995882012-05-09T16:37:26.614-04:002012-05-09T16:37:26.614-04:00The challenge sounds cool. Congrats on the new boo...The challenge sounds cool. Congrats on the new books, Lisa. Fantastic!M Paxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14096697282530998519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-80914457623536645262012-05-09T15:52:59.678-04:002012-05-09T15:52:59.678-04:00My tattered boat rocks in the water. There is no p...My tattered boat rocks in the water. There is no place for me to dock along the rocky cliffs. I have floated along the coast for the setting of two suns when I see in the distance a castle set upon the rocks like a grand lady welcoming me back home with arms wide open.<br><br>@ChuckWesJ<br>55 WordsCharles Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02513661708127489676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6584936835199117355.post-16483123777552564942012-05-09T14:34:24.821-04:002012-05-09T14:34:24.821-04:00Virginia slid down the line, senses on razor edge....Virginia slid down the line, senses on razor edge. Damp stone and verdant moss generated a comforting cool.<br><br>The police chief breathed into her comlink. “Who knew we had caves like these under the city?”<br><br>The tech response from the top of the shaft was garbled and distorted. She could only make out, <br><br>“We don’t.”<br><br>55 words<br>@DavidALudwigDavid A Ludwighttp://by.davidaludwig.com/noreply@blogger.com