Twittering Tales #113 – 4 December 2018 – A taste of justice

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

wolf-skeezePhoto by Skeeze at Pixabay.com

A taste of justice

I can see you Henry Roy James, and I know you can see me!

But you don’t recognise me.

You still think you got away with it, but really, you didn’t!

The jury may have believed you, but natural justice shall prevail.

You killed me, and I’m going to kill you.

Then I’m going to eat you!

(279 characters)

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Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

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By mh-grafik at pixabay.com

Just what sort of beast built this tunnel?
The bricks were perfectly shaped pellets of dried shit, you could tell by some of the newly placed cubes.
Poo!!!
He could only assume that the wombat population, hereabouts, had undergone a metamorphosis and were now the size of elephants!

(280 characters)

Wombats REALLY DO produce cubed faeces!

 

Twittering Tales #110 – 13 November 2018

Time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creativity. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!

sheep-3727049_1280By KleineKiwi at Pixabay.com

Laura the lamb was really embarrassed. 
Late for school, yet again!
It was bad enough that her Mum insisted on taking her every day, always waiting outside the gates, there for everyone to see.
No other Mum had 2 bodies;  and why did the legs always try to go in different directions?

(280 characters)