Posted in Short Stories, Tiny Tales, Words, Writing

Tiny Tale Bundle #11

Tiny Tale Thursday Friday

Tiny Tale Bundles Rules:

  • There will be a prompt. This prompt might be a single word, a picture, a character, or something else.
  • Write a ‘bundle’ of three different Tiny Tales inspired by the prompt.
  • The word limit is one hundred words.
  • If the prompt is a word, then using variations of the word (for example for the word “scratch,” the word “scratched”) is okay too.
  • If you want to do this challenge, please properly credit by including a link to this blog post (if you are doing this challenge in blog post form).
  • Optional: tag it with #tinytalebundles
  • Optional: display the word count.

The prompt today is…

Measly

Tiny Tale #1

by ikwords

It drew its sword and thrust the tip in my general direction, spreading its feet to steady itself. I almost laughed at its clear inexperience.

I said in a steady voice, “You expect to kill me with that measly thing? Good luck.”

The dragon grumbled, tossed the sword aside, and lunged at me. I leapt out of the way just before a brilliant flame encompassed where I had stood. I reached for the sword, but the dragon quickly grabbed it and flung it far away. Then, it flew up and hovered above me. This was bad.

Tiny Tale #2

by ikwords

I sigh. “It’s just that I’ve done all this work, and all I get is a few measly votes!”

He nods. “I understand.” I look at my feet and smile. Okko always says just the right thing. “…Do you want to know who voted for you?”

I lick my lips and pause. “Yes.”

Tiny Tale #3

by ikwords

Lyre’s eyes flashed with fury, but she maintained her graceful appearance. “I did not request this measly village. The peasants will do no good to me,” she said. “Palesworth.”

I bowed. “Yes, Your Majesty?”

“Bring me my curse gem. I have no need for them.”

I took a deep breath. “I’m afraid I cannot do that, my queen,” I said, knowing I had about five minutes left in my life.

*I don’t know if that one was confusing but I tried to make it as clear as possible.*

Bonus Tiny Tale #4

by TNE

Tal found a comfortable bench to eat his measly supper. His stomach grumbled — he hadn’t eaten lunch. He savored his bites as if he would never eat again. Tal finished and slid his backpack under the bench. Gently, he laid on the seat and took his worn coat and spread it across himself. He prayed no one would steal his stuff during the night as he drifted off to sleep.


Also:

I have decided that Words on Key is also going to have Music! Here is a link to the category, though I haven’t written anything yet. I haven’t posted anything in a couple weeks because I’m working on a long post series for it. Hopefully it’ll be done soon. Luckily, and partly what made me make the decision, I don’t have to change the name of my blog. I love music too, so I also had that in mind when I chose the name — Words on Key.

Author:

A teenager obsessed with words of all kinds. When I’m not reading or writing, I like musical theater, drawing, and painting. (she/her)

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