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Six on the Sixth – May 2016

The Unhappy King (King)

Unhappiness ran in his royal blood.

The Downside of Royalty (Brand)

People both hated and feared him.

The End of an Era (Flash)

The world changed in an instant.

The News of the Century (Radio)

Rumors of his assassination traveled quickly.

Careful Planning (Practice)

Endless wealth fueled his cunning plan.

A Meal Beside the Sea (Lunch)

Oceanfront wilderness offered solitude and happiness.

Written for Six on the Sixth.

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Six on the Sixth Prompt – May 2016

6on6It’s that time of the month again! No not that time!

It’s time for some six word stories!

This post will act as the prompt for tomorrow’s event. I say tomorrow because that’s when I’ll be posting my stories, but feel free to be flexible with the day on which you post yours.

The idea is to write anywhere from one to ten six word stories. I usually go with six of them, just to keep the six theme rolling.

Post a link to your stories in the comments of mine (and any others that you read).

To be clear, as the stories are so short, it is NOT MANDATORY that you use the prompt words. Be inspired by as many or as few as you see fit. Most of all, have fun! That being said, the following random words are this month’s prompts:

King

Brand

Flash

Radio

Practice

Lunch


Six on the Sixth: April 2015

The Rafting Trip (Bend)

Just around the bend: a waterfall.

Spurned Advances (Desire)

Love potions don’t work, Garth learned.

The Long Shots (Fortune)

Betting on ponies never works out.

Old Man in a Diner (Old)

He likes to pinch their butts.

Too Young (King)

The boy king was easily manipulated.

Walking on the Moon (End)

His cracked helmet couldn’t protect him.

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Six on the Sixth Prompt – Apr 2015

6on6It’s that time of the month again! No not that time!

It’s time for some six word stories! Currently there isn’t a huge following, but hopefully as time passes more and more writers around the world will be contributing to this little exercise in creativity.

This post will act as the prompt for tomorrow’s event. I say tomorrow because that’s when I’ll be posting my stories, but feel free to be flexible with the day on which you post yours.

The idea is to write anywhere from one to ten six word stories. I usually go with six of them, just to keep the six theme rolling.

I’ve decided to do away with the inlinkz linkup until we gain some more followers. We’re going to do it old school instead. Just post a link to your stories in the comments of mine (and any others that you read).

To be clear, as the stories are so short, it is NOT MANDATORY that you use the prompt words. That being said, the following random words are this month’s prompts: (Be inspired by as many or as few as you see fit.)

Bend

Desire

Fortune

Old

King

End


Destination Weirdsville: Lia Fáil

In Ireland, or Eire if you prefer, there is a stone. I know, I know, there are a lot of stones in Ireland. At least I’m assuming. I’ve never been there. I’d like to go some day, but haven’t made it yet. Anyway, that isn’t the point. This stone in Ireland is known as Lia Fáil, or The Stone of Fal, also called The Stone of Ireland by some. Nope, I’m not talking about the Blarney Stone. You can go ahead and kiss it if you wish, but this stone has a much higher purpose. It used to anyway.

The Stone of Fal goes way back, before the time of Christ. It is purported that the stone had the power to determine the king of Eire even before it was called Eire. How can a stone accomplish such an amazing feat you ask? Well it’s simple really. I’m sure there’s a bit more to it, but the idea is basically this:

Step 1: A man stands on the stone.

Step 2: If this man is the true king of Ireland, the stone roars with joy. If the man is not the true king, the stone does what stones do best, nothing.

Step 3: There is no step 3.

Not only was it believed that the stone could hand select kings, but it also held the power to rejuvenate the king and endow him with a long reign.

The stone hasn’t roared in many a year, however. Ever since some jackass got mad at it and split it with his sword. Proof that even in ancient times, douchebaggery ran rampant among us.