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Alison Knight

@Alialight88

Author of #mystery#noir novels Peter Stone & The Close/playwright

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Pablo’s ponderous jokes; Hannah’s grating laugh. Ironically, five months from Mars, all Griff craved was space. Curling into a ball, he thudded pointlessly at the capsule’s padded walls and howled.

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We bloom together, the mould and I. Though our edges soften with the creeping years, our greenness ripens, pink and purple. One day we might collaborate in a remarkable discovery.

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They offered thanks for their Last Supper, holding hands around the fire. When its glowing embers faded, they painted ashes on their skin and mourned the death of Mother Earth.

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‘Enough!’
Two years retired, yet still they badgered me. I fired a response.
In a darkened room Beyond, the planchette spelled out my message: S-O-D-O-F-F.
‘That’s the spirit!’ winked Gabriel.

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Activating the implant by remote, a jubilant Stanley watched Susan trundle across the lawn with the mower.
If only he’d heeded the product recall before she’d discovered the hedge trimmer.

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In the Cathedral of Light, their hearts swelled in ecstasy to Wagner’s triumphant strains. Now they march to the drumbeat of jackboots, their blood-red banners unfurled in the encroaching night.

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Dynamic situations required stealth. Night fell. Cedric scanned the street before scuttling up the steps with the package. He eased the door ajar. Click. Cedric froze. Two wires. ‘Dyna—!’

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Finally wrangled my piece (black comedy, Gothic vibe) into something resembling a coherent story - or at least it seemed coherent 5 mins ago when I submitted. Good luck to everyone!

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The 7th day of April, Dani sent to me
Today’s word, -y.
The 12th day of April, feeling less than bright,
I’m wrestling with .
The 30th of April…

(And now back to !)

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First, the vicar—felled with a cracking shot between the eyes.
Handcuffed, Myrtle watched forensics bag the evidence. Finally her rock cakes had made an impact at the church fête.

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I stare at a blank screen with empty thoughts. The words won't . My dog lays a hopeful muzzle on my lap. 'Okay, let's go for a walk,' I say. 🐶 5/30 community community

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The crowd roared. Hooves pounded the turf to the metronomic sting of the whip.
These days, Harry crops the sanctuary’s lush grass and nuzzles sugar cubes from an open palm.

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Emerging from her monumental hangover, Evadne Evergreene glared at the clipping. “Understudy blossoms in eleventh-hour call-up,” gushed the review.
Evadne tested the points of her scissors. Time for some pruning.

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She ties herself up in smart-casual knots, packages each sentence carefully to avoid mispeaking. But over time there is no containing her colour and song, no concealing her true nature.


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She ties herself up in smart-casual knots, packages each sentence carefully to avoid mispeaking. But over time there is no containing her colour and song, no concealing her true nature. #30words30days #nature #writingcommunity #amwriting #microfiction #flashfiction #writing
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As the sun glared on the barren concrete garden, her children roamed their phones. But in her dreams, Zoe wove garlands of wildflowers beneath the canopy of an ancient oak.

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“Nature’s indifferent to your suffering. This, however, is entirely synthetic.” Professor Harmsworth indicated the syringe of green liquid, eyes bulging behind thick lenses. “Don’t worry; you won’t feel a thing.” #30words30dayscommunity#nature

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