THE CHALLENGE:
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.) the group is hosted by Rochelle, each week we find an inspiring new photo on her blog:http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com
THE KEY:
Make every word count. To see all the great 100 word stories of the weekly challenge use this link http://new.inlinkz.com/luwpview.php?id=331433
He courted me, besieged me with expensive gifts and last night he came up with his real identity.
“I am Zeus,” he said and smiled, “no woman could ever resist me.”
I was sure definitely now he was insane.
“But I love Tommy,” my voice trembled.
“Sure,” his eyes were cold. “That´s the place he is waiting for you, Darling.”
He handed me a piece of parchment. I knew the street, lots of beautiful old mansions.
I found the house and slowly panic was spreading in my stomach.
“Tommy? “
Above my head I heard a crunching noise and looked up into Tommy`s stony face-
Genre: fantasy
Words: 105
This is the Zeus I know — powerful but egocentric and small minded.
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…and very focussed on women 🙂
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Zeus has his dark side, and you’ve captured it nicely. Well done.
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Well written and cleverly worked.
Love it.
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Very powerful–and chillingly so!
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Poor Tommy! Sounds like he’s still alive in there somewhere, in some way, poor guy.
Those ancient gods could be really nasty – and Tommy didn’t even realise he was „in the way“ 😦
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I am sure he can see and understand everthing, it is so cruel…
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Those deity / mortal romances never worked out. At least Tommy will be known in a minor legend. Good stuff.
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Poor Tommy-at what price love!;-)A wonderful take on the prompt with a wicked twist,loved it:-)
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thank you so much for your comment!
Liebe Grüße
Carmen
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A pleasure Carmen:-)
Atreyee
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Dear Carmen,
„Tommy can you hear me? Oooooh, Tommy?“
Zeus was and is a bastard.
Very good story. Your skill with English is amazing and this story equally so.
Aloha,
Doug
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I had the song of „The Who“ in my ears…
thats how the name Tommy „came to me“ – thanks for reading, Doug!
Liebe Grüße from a windy Germany
Carmen
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Dear Carmen,
We use the word crunchy to refer to potato chips in the USA, too. Guess it really was Zeus. Poor Tommy. Good job.
shalom,
Rochelle
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I am sure he is still here among us mortals :-), the old ladykiller…
thank you for your comment, Rochelle!
Liebe Grüße
Carmen
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That ‚crunching‘ noise was a master stroke. Well done – your skills continually astound me.
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Thanks Sandra – I am happy I picked out the right word 🙂 „crunchy“ is already familiar in Germany for potatoe chips or biscuits, and I wanted to create that „sound“. Thank you for reading Sandra,
Liebe Grüße
Carmen
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I like this one.
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thank you Dawn!
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that sounds a lot like the zeus that i know.lol loved this sinister tale… poor tommy.
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Yeah, Zeus is still here…last summer I wrote a novel about the old ladykiller, I loved it. Thanks for reading Kz,
Liebe Grüße
Carmen
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