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Over the conn, a voice tickled Lars's ear, "We're over #Forlorn."
Blue eyes set in yellow gazed upon the ruddy world rolling beneath. Light glinted off the waves of a purple ocean as dark mountains rose in the west. "It's more beautiful than I imagined."
Forlorn was a deadworld. Corpses from all known species, and then some, dropped their departed from low Forlorn orbit.
Others would dare a landing knowing they'd be shot down.
Lars had other plans. 1/x
#wss366

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NaraMoore ⛩️👻八尺様👻⛩️ at Fedi Mar 2

The Mad Frank's Dreams: Part 2 Coin Trick

#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 Forlorn #MastoPrompt Mush

Days passed. Rumors that the Moon Prince had been ill arose and then subsided. On this particular day, a #forlorn rain fell. Few people were out to tread the #mushy churned road, yet both Flag and The Mad Frank were plying their trade. The former sought aid from passersby, while the latter sought to save their souls. Neither was having any luck.

Late morning came, and one of The Frank's few "regulars" stopped to speak with him. Soon after, The Frank disappeared, and then the beggar vanished as well.

She was back by evening to do tricks for the street steward’s son. Among these, she extracted a larger coin than usual from the boy’s ear. “Ah, Flag sees you’re holding out on the boss,” she said, and passed the coin to the father, being careful not to reveal the note hidden behind it.

#MicroFiction #TootFic #ApothecaryDiaries #NMFic

Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️Mar 2

Lloyd led the customer into the back of Kowareta Nai.
"Do you have any particular specification or request?" he asked.
"Well, what I'm looking for…" he started to say, then caught sight of a very large chicken that was laying on the ground.
Lloyd waddled around the chicken and invited the customer to follow.
"What's wrong with him?" asked the customer.
"That's #Forlorn Leghorn," Lloyd said. "He's depressed because no one will hire him. It's a shame because he'll work for chicken feed." #wss366

Asakiyume Mar 2

Candidate Anaue's rally ended abruptly with his arrest; now his political flyers were #forlorn confetti: “We’re fighting the rising cost of living. Never again will you have to choose between food & meds. This isn't the same old politics. It's an end to them! Join us in schools, streets, fields, factories! Replace weeping with singing! Victory will bring a better tomorrow!”

Nawee made a blackout poem:

We're rising again
This isn't the end
Join us
Singing Victory tomorrow

#wss366 #microfiction

Wandering Shop Stories Mar 2

The Wandering Shop Stories #prompt for today, Mon-2-Mar, is #forlorn. Feel like writing something short and sweet that has the word "forlorn" in it? Check out the definitions of the word at: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/forlorn Join in and tag it with #wss366! #writing #WritingLife #microfiction h/t @NaraMoore