Challenge Accepted
For Paul and John's 47-Words Short Story Unofficial Challenge
Ben kneeled, ”Dad, remember when you said that, even if I beat you to the finish line, benched more weight, or took your king, I’d never beat your age? I’m 47 now, so I win.”
Burying steel under marble, Ben whispered, “Warned you not to challenge me.”
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Thanks for the challenge!
About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
The First Rainbow Baby
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. The rain fell in rhythmic splatters, slowly slowing, but still constant. Mira rolled onto her side pulling the blanket tight against her ears, but still she could hear chitter-chatter and scurrying feet of the creatures that refused to sleep in the lower decks.
By A. J. Schoenfeld7 days ago in Fiction
Magpie
The elevator ride to the penthouse was a silent, soaring ascent that made Merlina’s stomach drop. It wasn't just the height—though the thought of the hundreds of feet of empty air beneath the glass-floored lift made her palms itch with a cold sweat—it was the transition. She was leaving the grit of the processing centers and the smell of ozone and unwashed bodies for something far more dangerous: the sterile, curated silence of the victors. Leo Vance stood beside her, his reflection caught in the polished chrome doors. He looked like a man who spent a lot of money to look like he didn’t care about money. His hands, soft and unscarred, rested lightly on the handle of his designer briefcase.
By Eris Willow2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Heavy hitting!
Phew. Being a dad isn't easy!
Dark. I like it.