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#quikfic 32

Posted on December 21, 2012December 21, 2012 by bryon

“I’m going to get a new camera,” Ty said. In the next room, a frisson of horror shot through his faithful Canon, and it shuttered.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, camera, Canon, frisson, pun, replaced

#quikfic 31

Posted on December 14, 2012December 14, 2012 by bryon

My gasoline bomb hit the big snake on the altar of the ruined church. Fire for the devil. I turned. The devil always has friends.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, altar, church, devil, fire, gasoline bomb, snake, surprise

#quikfic 30

Posted on December 7, 2012December 3, 2012 by bryon

When I said I’d walk a thousand miles for you, I didn’t think there’d be so many bridges. You know I hate bridges. I’ll miss you.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, bridges, gephyrophobia, loss, love, miles, thousand, walk

#quikfic 29

Posted on November 30, 2012November 25, 2012 by bryon

People lined the dusty streets as the gunfighters stared at each other. All failed to notice a saucer shape in the sky above them.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, alien invasion, gunfighters, inattention, Old West

#quikfic 28

Posted on November 23, 2012November 19, 2012 by bryon

Ralph stepped across the driveway. He stopped and smelled the roses in his neighbor’s yard. “Now what?” He shrugged and went home.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, driveway, neighbor, stop and smell the roses

#quikfic 27

Posted on November 16, 2012November 12, 2012 by bryon

After making love in every state capital, we switched vowels. We’re up to 24 state capitols with 12 arrests and three warnings.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, capital, capitol, law, sex

#quikfic 26

Posted on November 9, 2012November 4, 2012 by bryon

My future self came and told me how terrible and lonely his life was. I chose another path, which put us both out of our misery.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, choice, future, life, lonely, misery, path, self

#quikfic 25

Posted on November 2, 2012October 29, 2012 by bryon

When the sun went down, her clothes came off. Night after night, I sketched her in the darkness until I finally got it right.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, art, correct, dark, night, nude, sketch

#quikfic 24

Posted on October 26, 2012October 22, 2012 by bryon

Tina had to stay after school again today. She simply won’t quit repeating what you said when the hammer hit your thumb.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, child, detention, school, swearing

#quikfic 23

Posted on October 19, 2012October 15, 2012 by bryon

“Burn the witch!” the townspeople cried, save one. It would be his job to cut the huge pile of wood, and his back already hurt.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, back pain, burn, witch, wood
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