Friday, 30 January 2015


He knew, deep down, that he was unlovable.

Not because he was abusive or anything, he kept up an outer shell of being an average guy, and the inner core of that wasn’t a serial killer or a rapist or anything evil.

But the inner core of his being? It was selfish and uncaring, no matter how much he tried, he just couldn’t bring himself to care about anyone other than himself, to love anyone other than himself. And if he couldn’t give love, he knew that he couldn’t receive love.

No matter how many times she lied to him.

Thursday, 29 January 2015

Next Chapter

It had taken me weeks, but I finally made it into the Leader’s office. He didn’t look up, as he studied an old tome on a small stand.

“Speak.” he said without looking up.

“O Grand Leader, who-“

“Out with it.”

It took me a moment to regroup.

“I… My wife has been banished from the Family, and I was-“

“Why was she banished?”

“She… She was very sick, she didn’t mean what she said-“

He looked at me for the first time. I saw no sympathy, no give.

My story ended with the sound of a book slamming shut.

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

Last Sword Standing

It had been over an hour since their swords had first touched, but neither of them was counting. To them, time was being counted in fractions of seconds, as they kept looking for openings, either to exploit or to shut down.

Her left arm was now dripping in blood, while he’d have to learn how to live without his right ear, assuming he survived.

They continued to circle each other, looking for that one final blow that would end it. They weren’t about to let the other one live after what they’d gone through.

Until they heard the army approaching.

Tuesday, 27 January 2015

View From The Bench

When you’re my age, you have to do things in stages. So if you have to walk from home to the church, you leave early and stop for a rest in the park halfway along.

And while I sat getting my breath back, I saw these drunken teenagers, clearly on the way home from a night out. They were stumbling around, screaming and laughing, clearly enjoying themselves.

It got me thinking, about the years I spent playing it safe, never taking stupid risks, never letting go. How I always stayed quiet, safe and, well, boring.

I don’t regret it.


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So yeah, the Rumble month has ended, and it went well, I think. I hope you enjoyed them, I certainly did. Anyway, just a short note to let you know starting tonight we're back to your usual Drabble writing. I'm sure you would have noticed, but I just wanted to be sure. Cheers!

Monday, 26 January 2015


The reign of Queen Helena I was long and prosperous, as under her the Kingdom conquered many lands, from the Green Sea Islands to the Magi Mountains.

The reign of Queen Helena II was also long, but peaceful.

The reigns of Queen Helena III through VIII were lost to historians due to the Workers’ Rebellion.

The reign of Queen Helena IX was where the fact she was Queen Helena I with access to an Immortality spell became known, and where the common workers rebelled (hence the name) and demanded democracy.

President Elena bore a striking resemblance to the Queen though…

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Deal With It

“Just deal with it.”

Every time I had an issue.

“Just deal with it.”

Every time I had a problem.

“Just deal with it.”

No matter what it was that had happened.

“Just deal with it.”

I always got the same answer.

“Just deal with it.”

Said in the same tone of voice.

“Just deal with it.”

I had clearly made a mistake.

“Just deal with it.”

So I had to fix the problem.

“Just deal with it.”

Even when it had nothing to do with me.

“Just deal with it.”

So eventually I did.

“Just… What’s with the gun?”