mixed flavours – Page 2 – The Write Space

Two Sentence Stories

Tapestry of life She looked at me, her eyes big blue oceans. My heart skipped a beat as her hand reached out and squeezed my finger. Legs strong and sturdy, she, a princess, feels the soft fluff of our green carpet under her feet for the first time. What a walker she will be! She…
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Show Don’t Tell

As my finger traced the rim of the glass, the ringing in my ears heightened with an intensity that could make a cat wince. Bodies shuffled around me, and the stench of cheap cologne invaded my nostrils. He let out a hearty laugh and I couldn’t help glaring across the room into his territory. “Give…
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Deliciously British

It felt like he hadn’t seen her smile for three years. Since the government had placed a ban on crumpets, her days never seemed to set off to the kind of start that they used to, by why should he deserve to get the brunt of her dissatisfaction? “I think I can get a hold…
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The Saviour Bird (original)

It was a hot day on the rocky island of Koz, and I was there on business. We had come to dig and find some lost historical treasures. We set up our tents and with our white sun hats on, we began to pull up the dry earth from behind us. It was a hard…
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The Bridge (unlimited)

The lamplight shone like glass in the rain puddles on Waterloo bridge. The rain doubled in intensity as the cars sped through the night and crashed through the puddles. I could see you breathing as the cold air clouded over each word. You were beautiful, but I didn’t dare to admit it. Our sturdy umbrellas…
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Shorebird Song [200]

The shorebird’s wings were aching. He’d finally arrived on Brighton beach and the familiar smell of vinegared chips and sun cream welcomed him back home. The sunshine was back and although he was a tired bird, he was happy to be home. His childhood memories flooded back to him as he walked across the rocky…
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The Suitcase (600)

Tiredness overcame me suddenly. The long day of driving had finally caught up with me and I was so glad to have checked into the hotel for the night. I crashed down on the bed and found that the duvet was an amazingly soft duck feathered type. This was the quality I had paid for.…
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Starting at the End (350)

I was pleased with the outcome, and if I were honest, I’d say I couldn’t have planned a better result. George was smiling slightly, but he was always fantastic at keeping a secret to himself. We were relaxing with the finest whisky and a neat slab of dark, Brazilian chocolate as George began to spill…
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Unrecognisable (200)

“Weird.” I scratched my head puzzled, then felt it. My head felt like it had been hit with a brick. Gosh, I hadn’t had a headache like that since my old college days. I reached over to my pillow to find my phone, which yes, I admit I’m too attached to. The speed of my…
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Prism Light, White Hot. (3 minutes)

‘Give it to me, quick!’ I couldn’t breathe as we grabbed the note, tore away and ran over the barricade, we fled. Mouths dry and bodies cold from sweat. If I could see myself now I’d never have guessed it was me. “Did you file it?” I heard voices echo down the corridor. “File What?”…
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