Six Sentence Stories – An Unkindness
It was the grayest kind of day.
It was the kind of day when the sky presses low upon the earth, urging its denizens into attentiveness – every sound just a bit louder, a bit closer, the outlines of the everyday carved into distinctly sharper focus against the backdrop of something…unfamiliar.
A ceiling of clouds hung close and heavy, locked in the restless wind so it had no escape, the tortured air twisting, wrapping, weaving its witchcraft around the physical world, drawing life and breath in closer…closer…until that darkest cloud of anticipation fell.
The peal of a bell forced its way through the choking thickness. Neither the happy expectation of a doorbell nor the warm beckon of a church carillon, its song a strong and persistent welcome home nonetheless.
One lone raven streaked silently across the sky.
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Each week, the lovely and talented Ivy Walker hosts a link-up challenging writers to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less.
This week’s cue is HOME. Last week’s cue was CRAFT.
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Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.
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“Ask not for whom the bell tolls…” Very well done, the mood hung as dark and heavy as the scene you set with weather, leaving no doubt about the bell. I hope this is a creative piece and not an indicator of your day, or that the bell is about to toll for a black cat, or two, or three! 😉
LOL no, my day is fine. Cold, but fine. Although the mood and setting were inspired by weather one day last week that was like that.
And no cats will die today. I don’t even have a least favorite today! 😃
Grey days hold more positivity than they are given credit.
Don’t have to tell this girl! I love a good gray and rainy day. My favorite, in fact.
Love this! Sounds just like the kind of story that would wrap me in a spell and keep me reading . . .
Well that is a very promising compliment, Crystal! Thank you! I am trying out a few things and that is so good to know. 🙂
hey! next time give me some warning, so I can put on an extra sweater before falling into the very cold world you’ve dragged out of the ether.
nice six, yo
Will it be an ugly Christmas sweater? 😀
Thanks.
Your story leaves me with an anxious feeling in the pit of my gut. Well written are words that can evoke such emotion. So many layers of depth in this six.
Thank you, Val. Sorry to leave you feeling anxious…but good!
WOW! Beautiful writing.
Thank you, Stella! 🙂
I find myself feeling the need to read more….it really grabs you and now I wanna know whats gonna happen from here…its quite foreboding
Perfect! That’s what I was hoping. Foreboding. I may or may not be floating parts of larger works…
I love love this Lisa! Spooky and mysterious and somehow romantic, too. It makes me want to do a six-sentence story! xo
You should do it! It’s fun and a challenge for sure. The Six link-up is the reason why I’m doing some different writing, honestly.