FSF – Five Sentence Fiction – 7/5/13 – “Flight”: PG13

Five Sentence Fiction – Flight


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June 27, 2013 ~  hosted by  Lillie McFerrin

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week:  Flight

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“Nevermore”

Johnathan stood on the edge of the mountainous precipice and stared into the mist-filled morning air; his mind thinking about all that could happen and all that might happen, but his enthusiastically hoped-for energy overcame his depressive what-if energy and he dove headfirst off the rocky edge toward the ground far below.

In the few seconds he accelerated toward whatever fate now had in store for him, his mind pictured, not his mother or father, not his sister, not even his on-again-off-again lover, Stella, but the craggy, worn-out visage of the lady at the fair, backstage, who had taken his hundred for a small, smelly bottle of ill-colored viscous material.

She had continued to instruct him on how the virginal attempt would have to go in order to succeed and he had tried to think of a less fatal method and failed; so, now, he looked at the fast approaching grass-covered ground with the intention of ignoring it and concentrating on the phrase and image the old hag had mandated he focus on.

His body jerked and bent almost in half as he came within a couple of yards of impact before twisting and shooting like an arrow above the ground; the pain was strong and the stress was nearly overwhelming, but he held onto the thought, twisting yet again to miss a large trunk in his path and maneuvering with a look higher into the air.

His mind screamed at him; reality tried to tame him, but he knew in his being that he could now fly; the thought made him smile until the pain overtook his senses and, falling, awoke to scream again, but only a squawk issued forth from his mouth, now turned beak.

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Namaste,

Scott

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  • Sarah Ann  On July 10, 2013 at 5:25 pm

    Oh that was a good read. I thought he was a gonna, but am happy to know he did fly.

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  • mrsreckless  On July 10, 2013 at 10:18 am

    Wow. You really do have a great imagination. I loved this! You packed such a wonderful story into your five sentences. Good job!

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  • injaynesworld  On July 8, 2013 at 5:42 pm

    Wow! So much for my fantasy of being able to fly. Maybe I’ll just stay right here on terra firma and admire those creatures for whom flight was meant. Very entertaining!
    http://injaynesworld.blogspot.com/2013/07/injaynesworld-its-nature-of-flight.html

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  • Barbara @ www.allmylivesnow.com  On July 7, 2013 at 5:45 pm

    What a wonderful imagination you have. This story intrigues me.

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    • kindredspirit23  On July 8, 2013 at 1:41 am

      Glad you like it. Yes, my imagination, though a little different since the stroke, is still my best asset.

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  • Donna B. McNicol [@dbmcnicol]  On July 6, 2013 at 6:29 pm

    Wonderful, powerful…I was mesmerized by your words. Well done!

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    • kindredspirit23  On July 7, 2013 at 12:34 am

      You don’t know how much I enjoyed reading your comment.
      I am so glad it affected you that way!
      Scott

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  • The Real Cie  On July 6, 2013 at 4:26 pm

    Having the power of flight was always one of my fondest wishes. At this juncture of my life I would scare the hell out of people if I were to be flying overhead in my present form, as this society has a pathological hatred of fat, middle-aged women.
    Cie from Team Netherworld

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  • DonettaS  On July 6, 2013 at 10:11 am

    This is a wonderful, powerful story. The ending really struck something in me, his mouth now turned beak. From beginning to end, I was intrigued.
    Btw: Thank you for stopping by and letting me know I had mistaken 5 sentences for 5 words. lol. I added a new post to correct the original but left the original post up as a reminder to pay attention and for a good laugh.

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    • kindredspirit23  On July 6, 2013 at 10:19 am

      Well, you are welcome, and it was a very good 5 words!
      I will check out the new post.
      Scott

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  • McGuffy Ann  On July 6, 2013 at 8:00 am

    Great story! I loved this!

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  • Soma Mukherjee  On July 6, 2013 at 12:14 am

    wow what a powerful story and what I loved most is It was so engaging I forgot I was not him…Scott one of my best reads anywhere..loved it

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  • Maggie Grace  On July 6, 2013 at 12:05 am

    Ah, lovely spell allowing him to fly…forevermore. Nice twist of an ending!

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