My Little First 5-Word Challenge
Doris walked slowly past the asphyxiation chamber transfixed. A gimp was sitting on an ironbark throne inside, ankles strapped to the throne's elaborately carved legs and wrists bound to the arm rests. He held her gaze for virtual hours with an all-knowing smile she could feel under her skin through the leather balaclava, the slowly thinning air, the thick sliver of glass cutting through the iron door.
As she tore her gaze away and moved on a figure of transcendent beauty whispered down the corridor toward her, wearing nought but a smear of gold leaf across each cheekbone and an expression of utter peace.
Doris in her half waking state decided to chalk this down as the most interesting experience she had had in quite a while and dove back into black velvet sleep.
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Smoke curls up from the Marlboro and in a brief pause in the time continuum I think about the possibility that one day asphyxiation might beset my once pink lungs. But the glass of scotch in my other hand is a sliver of hope; two drinks are good for the heart - and top that with the transcendent beauty of ice cubes floating at the top of the golden spirit shining through a crystal glass.
Life then is about balance. This smear of hope allows me to chalk a dream in the curls of smoke. Destiny is just a 4 letter world - make of it what you will. The world is sleeping - I'll tiptoe back into my apartment now.
(Couldn't resist :o)
Damn, you trumped me. Bastard.
If I do arm wrestle with you I would rather win fair and square. If however you challenge me to an arm-wrestle and I determine your biceps are bigger than mine, I will turn my nose up at what a silly idea arm-wrestling is.
Good work on your response story, Abhi. I like it.
Hahaha that was really good.......by the end I had forgot it was a challenge...and was sad that it ended lol