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Michael
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Jul 17, 2014 06:00AM
I've always had a soft spot for the Kraken :-)
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I always wanted a Manticore, but a Kraken is good too :)
Caladrius, according to the Roman mythology, is a snow-white bird that lives in kings' houses. Supposedly, the bird refuses to look at any patient that is not going to make a full recovery. Caladrius existed in the Greek mythology under the name Dhalion.It is said to also be able to take the sickness into itself and then fly away, dispersing the sickness and healing both itself and the sick person.
I would also like a gargoyle :D
He could save the NHS millions - get rid of the MRI scanners and employ a Caladrius!!
Count me in on that idea!
Now we need Caladrius DNA to clone him with, any ideas?
....I will put my one remaining brain cell on charge tonight and let you know tomorrow!
“He spoke! But human’s can’t speak.” “Of course I can speak, all human’s speak. Who do you think taught your ancestors how to speak? Where do you think you came from? Us! Humans!” That’s when one of the apes slapped me and punched me in the gut. I had spoken not only out of turn but I spoke..period! All the apes talked amongst themselves questioning my words. Sure I was a human, a nobody to them but something tells me my words were getting to them. “Not only is he ugly but he has quite a mouth on him.”
‘Later that night I plotted my escape. The apes had made a public mockery out of me and I wasn’t going to have any more of it. I was going to get back home one way or the other. During my time I made friends with a fellow human, a female. I had to use sign language because apparently she could not speak(so much for proving the apes wrong). Two apes were nice and befriended me helping me escape. They broke me out of the cell and freed the girl as well. I’m going home, Earth here I come.
“The two friendly apes snuck me and the girl out of the facility. When we got out the sun was shining brightly, that was a good sign. We ran and we ran until we got to a small passing followed by a beach. I said my goodbyes to the two apes thanking them for being so kind and for all their help. The girl and I got onto the shore and started to make a run for it. I stopped and fell to my knees seeing the lady liberty. “You blew it up, goddamn you, goddamn you all to hell”
Me too, now to bed, 6am start :( Night all :)
A seasonal summer drabble from me -Holidays
There was all the usual palaver before they went on holiday. Dad checked the vehicle over and ensured he had all the documentation. Mum had single handedly done all the packing but Dad didn't trust her to stow it away in the most efficient manner. She had also prepared a hamper of food and cold drinks in case there was nowhere to stop on the way.
And the children. Well, kids are kids - the youngest had already been sick twice with excitement. Then, strapping themselves in, they folded their tentacles and the ship took off and left the galaxy.
Thanks, Michael! I love doing them (twists, that is!)
C'mon let me see ya shake them tail feathers :-)
I was thinking more of the Blues Brothers, but that works too :-)
The latest in the Murder Drabbles series has been posted in the Indie-Book-Bargains newsletter (get a daily drabble and Kindle bargains from the website here: www.indie-book-bargains.co.uk). If you've not read the previous drabbles in the series then you will find them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/m...
And if that hasn't satisfied your hunger for short and flash fiction then come and join the Facebook group dedicated to those forms:
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Shiny New Toy
To keep the urges at bay I devoted all my energies into finding the perfect blade. A task which took longer than I expected with so much to consider. It couldn’t too small, but if it was too large then where would I conceal it?
And then there was the shape. At first I was drawn by the exotic allure of a curved blade. I imagined it drawn across slender throats. Then I pictured the straight edge of a stabbing blade and I knew my choice had been made.
When it arrives it will be time for my next dance.
Your choice is important more so then you know to hide a blade curved or straight is the most important issue. Up the sleeve it could work with a straight blade, down the back or under the are is fine for the elegant curved blade. But here is a thought, I wear one in plain sight. It is round, I wear it on my wrist, A band un-note worthy in appearance. But when needed I flick it up into my hand and let the slicing commence. hands fingers throat my aim is true. When done I flick it back and no one is the wiser...
Some brilliant stuff here since I last visited! I've moved house now and hoping to get back to a little writing next week - there's a pesky Paris wedding to get out of the way first!
Since people enjoyed it, I am currently working on a whole series of Planet of the Apes drabbles that are based on the 5 classic movies. I still have Conquest and Battle to do then I will be all done and will post it. :)
More great drabbles, thank you everyone :-))
Andrew wrote: "Some brilliant stuff here since I last visited! I've moved house now and hoping to get back to a little writing next week - there's a pesky Paris wedding to get out of the way first!"When is the wedding? I'm a nosy so and so.
Justin wrote: "Since people enjoyed it, I am currently working on a whole series of Planet of the Apes drabbles that are based on the 5 classic movies. I still have Conquest and Battle to do then I will be all do..."Oh good, looking forward to them.
The latest drabble in the Tales of the Imp series has been posted in the Indie book Bargains newsletter (visit www.indie-book-bargains to sign up for a daily drabble and Kindle bargains). If you've not read the other drabbles in the series then you can find them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/t...
And if you want to read the Imp's origin story then you'll find it in in the Off the KUF Volume One anthology, check it out on Amazon here:
http://amzn.to/1fbJHXv
And now what has the diminutive devil been up too...
The Morning After the Night Before
I floated on cloud nine. Naturally I felt exhausted, but in a good way. It wasn’t my first time, but I’d never been much of a ladies man. For the first time I’d made love rather than simply having sex.
And in so many different positions as well.
I grinned with joy and later I hoped to return for another evening of delightful discovery. My love had finally found its physical counterpart. This was really it and she most definitely the only woman for me.
“Nice work!” The Imp wore a smile of his own. “And now onto the next.”
I'm guessing it's not the point but I kind of want to know what happens next lol
Something tells me Mr Imp is going to be a very bad boy, Can anyone else see pain and embarrassment in the near future for our intrepid friend ?
mrbooks wrote: "Something tells me Mr Imp is going to be a very bad boy, Can anyone else see pain and embarrassment in the near future for our intrepid friend ?"Yeah, but I love reading about him :-))
Watch out he doesn't show up on your doorstep, you wouldn't think he's so interesting then...
Keep all your window's and doors locked tight seal your cat flaps and block your chimney for the Imp is on the prowl and it could be you next. Hark what is that noise I hear...
A rather philosophical drabble from me in today's Indie Book Bargains newsletter (sign up for a daily drabble and Kindle book bargains at www.indie-book-bargains.co.uk). I also found the perfect painting to accompany it on Wikimedia Commons - a big shout out to the artists cédric sorel - I'd love this hanging on my wall!
If you haven't read my other stand alone drabbles then you'll find them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/1...
Giga-thoughts
Everything began with a single thought. A pure singularity of consciousness where nothing existed. That first thought begat another and then more. Time formed to mark the passage of one concept to the next.
A universe created to encapsulate the phasespace of infinite possibility. The calculation of perception stratified into a framework of existence.
Immensity expanded into complexity, which in turn compressed into beings with their own thoughts. Nova of consciousness sparked throughout the expansion of the first thought. A billion minds increasing in number creating a confusion of experience.
From ‘I am’ to ‘We are’. What will come next?
Suze wrote: "Andrew wrote: "Some brilliant stuff here since I last visited! I've moved house now and hoping to get back to a little writing next week - there's a pesky Paris wedding to get out of the way first!..."Gosh, sorry I missed this. The wedding was 26 July - I didn't really know the happy couple, I was very much a +1.
My own wedding will be September 2015!!! Very excited.
Welcome to the latest in the ABC Drabbles of Death. In this series of drabbles (100 word stories) I write a macabre story for each letter of the alphabet and this week we reach the letter 'M'. I had a bit of trouble picking this week's word as it seemed a bit obvious and then I thought of a nice twist :-)If you've not read the previous drabbles in the series then you can find them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/w...
If that doesn't satisfy your hunger for short and flash fiction then check out the Facebook group dedicated to those forms:
https://www.facebook.com/groups/short...
M is for Martyr
The crowd came to watch me die. For some it’s their duty, for others the thrill, but some want to ensure that I can speak no more. It is the end for me and I have failed in my task save them from their impending doom.
I tried everything I could. I talked to everyone who would listen and even to those who wouldn’t. The elders accused me of spreading fear in their paradise. I refused to recant my warning.
So here I am, tied to the stake awaiting the flame.
It won’t stop the asteroid destroying their planet though.
Frenchie wrote: "Oh that made me think of Joane of Arc for some reason. Must be the flames. A good one Michael, getting mellow as we advanced in the alphabet? :P no more gore? I kind of miss it :)"There are plenty of letters left :-)
The Martyr set out on his mission to claim his position on the right had of god. He has been told and believes his duty is to bring the truth of god to those who do not believe. If it means killing them he will for god has commanded it, he would rather not as it is also written by god not to kill but to turn the other cheek. but if that cheek is smote what should you do... This I will tell you for I am the weapon of gods retribution. If you smite me I will turn the other cheek if you smite me again I will smite you for seven generations until god deems your smiting forgiven. Are you willing to smite me again I dare you...
Unfortunately not, hopefully this week :-)
Our macabre journey through the alphabet continues and this week we reach the letter 'N'. Choosing the word for this week's drabble proved tricky as there are so many suitable choices, in the end I chose something a little bit humorous :-)If you've not read the previous drabbles in this series then you will find them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/w...
N is for Necrophobia
I first discovered my fear of dead bodies at a young age. My nan had died and when my parents took me to view the body I freaked. Not so strange you might think, but it wasn’t grief which scared me.
The same happened at the death of my parents and then at the sight of a car crash. Whenever I saw a dead body fear overwhelmed me.
It’s not been that big a deal except for those few occasions. Of course things are different now and a paralysing terror of dead bodies isn’t that helpful during the zombie apocalypse.
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