Tweet of the Day: Shields in Fantasy
This week post fell a bit short on account of the fact that I skipped over the Sunday Tweet. I could say that I didn’t find a suitable tweet, but the truth was that I was immersed in Dragon Age: Origins and did not come up for air until it was too late.
Sorry about that!
But to be honest, video games are the new frontier of story telling, just so you know. They come along way from the arcade button smashing sprite blasters of yesteryear. They have story now and characters you can root for. I have to admit that my eyes even teared up a bit (no actual tears mind you, this blog is still Rated M for Manly) at one of the final scenes.
Yeah, it is that good.
But never mind that, time to get on with today’s post:
- Su: Pass, no blog post. Still playing Dragon Age: Origins.
- Mo: Back in the saddle, and what do you know Heroes Want Red Heads!
- Tu: Where in I try to tackle technology in Understanding Technology.
- We: Reckoning is at hand in WWW-Gilded Cage.
- Thur: A preview of a upcoming serial, Necessary Heroes.
- Fri: Severus the Rogue- The Wild Hunt. He can evade it, but can he escape it?
So far so good, but we are not done yet.
August Flash Fiction Challenge-Dreams (hosted by Haley Whitehall)
This challenge is dream inspired. Everyone has dreams of some kind–day dreams, nightmares, goals for the future, thoughts about being someone else or living a different life.
There are millions of possibilities!
That is your challenge this month. To write build a story around a dream.
- Genre: Anything goes. Mystery, romance, historical fiction, science fiction, horror, fantasy, slip-stream, or whatever. Warning if it horror I’ll be reading through my fingers.
- Word count: It should be 500 words or less (go ahead and write some more if you really must ).
- How to share: You can put it up on your blog and link here or (if you don’t have a blog) you can email it to me and I’ll put it in a post for you.
- Time limit: From now until the next challenge is posted.
My entry after the jump.
Sea Bridge, Landward Side, October 3 2024, 10:18 p.m
In my dreams…the rain never stopped.
Peels of thunder mixed with gunfire.
Bodies fell around me on cold hard pavement.
Her sweet crimson hair mixed with vermillion blood. A diluted river of life flowed from her body, through my hands and into ground beyond.
Something pushed me down, something pulled me away.
I wanted to run away, but I can’t let her go. She vanished only to leave bloody hands behind. Blood that the rain never washed out. Like an old scar that itched but never healed.
An old festering wound of the soul….
The dream ended in many ways: at times I died, other played dead, others times I fought my way out and others still I ran away.
But I always came back to that night, in the rain.