Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Friday Phrases: Collection No. 1: Summer 2014

I started participating in Friday Phrases ages ago after stumbling across it in my feed. When I saw the creativity and the #FP attached to each phrase, I had to check it out!
So, here's what it is:
Every Friday, writers (or anyone so inclined) come up with a 140 character or less micro fiction, slap on a FP hashtag, and share it with the Twitterverse. There are weekly themes, however those are optional. The imagination involved is truly limitless. Well, except when it comes to pornography/erotica or promoting your own work. You'll need some other Twitter outlet for that. (But don't worry, there’s a lot!)
From Friday Phrases, I've come across many writers and have formed many awesome friendships. These fun literary tidbits are a joy, so I've amassed many! In tribute, I'm going to start a collection of my FPs. I've done oodles, so this is the first of many to come.

June 27, 2014

It was hotter than hell, but he was ready to burn. This was the big hit. He readjusted, looked through the scope, and fired. Money shot. #FP
The damp grey of the fog clung to her skin. She scanned the empty street, wondering what was looking back. Hesitantly forward, she moved. #FP
There was a fire that went through his veins, freezing him in place when she smiled, gaze hot. She was elemental. And he wanted to burn. #FP

July 4th, 2014
Salt water filled his lungs and rum, his belly. He sank with his ship, watching it burn with his crew. Icy waters never felt so cold. #FP

July 11th, 2014
He spread his arms open, smirking. "You want it? Come get it." He dove. They leapt after him, no safety nets, just adrenaline. #FP
The silhouette pulled itself from the wall, waving beckoningly at the boy. That was the last time Danny made shadow puppets. #FP
Smoke filled the valley, stinging eyes and lungs.The Fire-Bringer had come. A water nymph rose from the river, pupils slit. So had she. #FP

July 18th, 2014
She bolted upright, heart racing. "That dream again," she groaned, glancing out the window, city still in ruins. "Can't it come true?" #FP
"I had that dream again." He grinned suggestively. "You were there." She slammed the knife into him. "You sure it wasn't a nightmare?" #FP
Sweat licked his goosebumps. He grabbed the sheets. Ghostly hands caressed his every inch. He had to be having that dream again. Right? #FP

July 25th, 2014
Her lips ran along the mirror, breath fogging the reflection. Opening her eyes, she saw him on the other side, eternally unfulfilled. #FP
"See that perfect ten over there?" Zeus smirked. "Turned into a swan and she was all over me." "Cool story, bro." Hades rolled his eyes. #FP
He saw his reflection through the rain-spattered window, wondering what could be as hungry he was. Snarling, he loped into the deluge. #FP
The castle yawned, lowering its bridge. Its moat was full of dead raiders, their steel reflecting light from the sun. A rich kingdom indeed. #FP

August 1st, 2014
Shooting stars flew across the night sky, long celestial tails dragging like kites. Chicken Little was a silly goose for being afraid. #FP
She snapped her fingers. The heavens parted, but it wasn't the sky that fell. They were winged creatures, descending angels. Redeemers. #FP

August 8th, 2014
Long golden hair framed her sun-kissed curves. She sang atop the rocks, beckoning the ship so it could join her collection under the sea. #FP
It watched us for hours. Crawling on the floor, slinking around corners. I kept quiet. Daddy didn't. He crawls on the floor now, too. #FP
A taste of copper on the tongue, sealed with a kiss. Hands intertwined in her hair with a sigh. She jolted awake, alone, tasting blood. #FP
There's a primal charge in every storm. It calls to us and we listen. Some cower, but those who show no fear ride with the Valkyries. #FP

August 15th, 2014
"Team Gryphon, what's your 20?"
"Topside, Hydra, at 12 o'clock!"
A winged serpent bore down on the squad, spraying pyre. "Always." #FP
Bonfire smoke intermingled with dry leaves & the chill of autumn. A broken carousel spun in the distance. The dark carnival had returned. #FP
She exhaled into the clay doll. It twitched with life and stretched its lungs with its first breath, looked up, and asked for an iPad. #FP
A knee slid between her legs, pinning her against the wall. Fingers interlaced. He leaned in for a kiss & she unhinged her hungry jaw. #FP

August 22nd, 2014
"Why was an apple forbidden?" He bit into the taut flesh. She grinned. "God said so." He began to choke & she let him meet his maker. #FP
I want it slow. Simple. My flesh against yours. Wet. Screaming. Until I split you from the inside out & find another suit to wear. #FP
"Bloody Mary!" The girls chanted 3 times in darkness, breaths bated. Words aglow etched themselves across the mirror: "Out of office." #FP
She put her little hands over her ears, wide eyes wet. There was shouting. Hitting. Shadows jerked in the hall until one fell, sobbing. #FP
"Back, sow!" The warrior readied his blade.
"I'd never put you in harm's way!" The witch winked, golems rising around him. "It's their job!" #FP

Thanks and take care, all!

Look forward to my Fall 2014 edition shortly!

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