A new photo prompt for a story in three lines. For the rules, to join in, or just to read the other stories, please visit Sonya’s blog.
So pretty, she thought, the way they flutter in the breeze like bird of paradise wings.
She clapped her hands and silence fell. “The honours this year go to…Orange!”
The crowd erupted, a volcanic surge of cheering and roaring as the Orange colours were torn down and thrown on the sacrificial pyre, then screaming as the Orange supporters were tossed after them.
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!!! For two whole lines, I thought it might be a happy ending…
No such luck. I don’t write fairy stories 🙂
Yes, I abruptly remembered who I was dealing with! 😉
Lest we forget…I come with a government health warning 🙂
Savage! I wasn’t quite expecting that, but I should have known better! 😁
Well, yes, you should 🙂
It is a Jane Dougherty story, after all!!! 😂
So something unpleasant is guaranteed to happen 🙂
Usually does. Except in a library.
That could have gone either way 🙂
I was expecting the worst that time.
Just to keep you on your toes 🙂
’tis a compliment to say that such a story conjures the conversation between sweet Guildenstern and the Player:
PLAYER: If that’s your taste
and times being what they are.
GUILD: What are they?
PLAYER: Indifferent.
GUILD: Bad?
PLAYER: Wicked.
Times haven’t changed much in five hundred years. Getting wickeder, if anything.
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So we can watch the bodies piling up while we’re at the checkout buying the popcorn.
’tis sad but true
A very nice ending, as the corporate leaders picked their teams by color… I do like your ability to provide a great twist at the end!
Thank you! If you only have three lines, may as well make them count 🙂
Brutal ending, great plot twist though! Well done 🙂
Thanks! I like a brutal ending 🙂
oh my! This reminds me of the book I just read, Red Rising, there were color factions in there too. I’m glad I am not orange right now!
Always that dark twist. 😉
More dramatic than sweet endings 🙂