#Dangerous voices whispered in my mind about #death.
— FizzyBackToHuman (@Fizzytwizler) October 31, 2020
Voices from a robot & his girls, leading me to a #graveyard, bodies everywhere.
It was no dream, October 2020…busy for the gang of murdering writers possessed by his evil mind.#vss365#vssmurder#scifansat#Satsplat
It was a graveyard for old ships, their names replaced by numbers. No one walked their corridors, now. No one saw the ghosts of their captains on the screens. #SciFanSat #graveyard
— Voimaoy (@voimaoy) October 31, 2020
My body is a #graveyard now. Take this #dead heart from my chest. The chambers still, crimson & crystallised
— Anna💫✨🇦🇺 (@annaburnswrites) October 31, 2020
Something else animates me now. Something #dangerous. I will hunt you for sport. I'm no longer human &
I am not to be trusted#vss365 #SciFanSat #vssmurder #SatSplat
For centuries she'd watched as people brought to her graveyard that which was dead to them.
— chel (@CallMeChel_324) October 31, 2020
Many had come, the meek, the dangerous; their sins all the same…
But the scariest thing they'd ever bury was themselves.#SatSplat #SlapDashSat #vss365 #satspark #vssmurder #SciFanSat pic.twitter.com/m7TrcTUOvy
Whistling through the graveyard
— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) October 31, 2020
I came upon a man
A ghost of one killed long ago
In an ancient war of clans
“No, I am not dangerous,”
He whispered soft to me
“I just saw you walking here
And sought some company
For I walk between these stones
Alone, eternally.”#vss365 #SciFanSat
She entered the graveyard and knelt finding the headstone. Candles lit, she put a pumpkin on the grave.
— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) October 31, 2020
A swipe of her knife gave it a slit mouth. After a second cut, it tasted blood from her thumb.
“What do you seek?” it asked.
“The Grand Grimoire.”#SciFanSat #SlapDashSat
The yard, where I used to sit as a kid, play ball, stretch my limbs is #dangerous now with its grave humps of earth. The house is empty. The voices gone. I'm down on the step and there's one hole left, staring up blank at me. I daren't go out, in case I fall#vss365 #scifansat
— Steve🌳Be🌸A🐕Birch🐇 (@PatchieSteve) October 31, 2020
It's a little known fact that #graveyards are #dangerous places. Not for the living, ghosts can't hurt you. But boy, do decaying petals lay heavy on a ghost's soul. Holidays are the worst, souls chained to their bones by crystallised tears of lost loved ones #SciFanSat #vss365
— sam carr (@sam_c4rr) October 31, 2020
His pen had long run out of ink. He refilled it daily with water. He continued writing.
— Yosen (@yosenspace) October 31, 2020
His apprentice said, "The water dries before you're done with the page."
"They join the graveyard of all my writings."
"But no one can read them."
"Do I need readers to write?"#scifansat
We scream past warning signs, grit in our mouths and eyes. Laughing against the desert wind, I catch a look more #dangerous than the shifting sands or rusting bones of ancient ships. This graveyard dissolves our fetters. Catching my hand, she leads me onward#vss365#scifansat
— John Everex (@EverexJohn) October 31, 2020
In the new fashioned #graveyard #death is no longer hidden in the ground. The #opaque coffins display our lost loved ones in all their hideous truth
— 🤩 Debbie Iancu-Haddad 🍒 (@debbieiancu) October 31, 2020
Nobody thought it was #dangerous…
till the #Flohrn arrived
#vss365 #BraveWrite #SciFanSat #AchtenWrite #vssmurder #satsplat pic.twitter.com/3oFWaI9DMQ
decayed zombies
— 💀Dead ⚰️Scott! ☠️ (@storysmithscb) October 31, 2020
escape the seaside
graveyard to get
showcased in tasty
tourists' scrapbooks#Satsplat#vssmurder #decay #vss365 #seaside #SciFanSat #graveyard #Poetryin13 #zombie/#showcase #micropoetry
The methodology is #dangerous..as each increment comes online another thousand souls succumb, sucked up into the giant MetaQuantumserver to be devoured by A I. The #graveyard is full of bodies who's souls were stolen by the social media powers #vss365 #SciFanSat #Halloween2020 pic.twitter.com/7k7Tb4CXi5
— Indigenous Soul (@GeneVatow) October 31, 2020
0/XF Shift
— aran (@AranPotente) October 31, 2020
The #graveyard swarmed w/ the grief-stricken; anger the common expression.
Carlos knelt in front of the tomb; his wife & son's body shared. No amount of crying would bring them back.
He left the crucifix at the headstone; he'd been freed to fight.#satsplat #scifansat
How did this system become a dangerous graveyard of ships and colonies, where random shifts in physical law turn reactors into cold lumps or small novas?
— Paul Briggs (@paulproofreader) October 31, 2020
I'm the robot probe they sent. They say I'm built to survive anything…#Satsplat #scifansat#vss365#scifisat#slapdashsat
October ends
— Denise Carruthers (@CattyKoala) October 30, 2020
in a galactic graveyard
winter veins contract
as sheets of ice
writhe in her rise
haunted hollow takeoff
one last sigh
a small tear
hope for a dream
& for earth below
Ween comes to her
black cat with a sad eye
offers candy
tricked out poison
she dies#SciFanSat
The #dead no longer stay in the #graveyards. They walk to the #dangerous cliffs of Moher, huddle together staring at the sea, their porcelain white eyes filled with wonder. They are waiting for the big wave to come and take them home. #SciFanSat #vss365 #vssmurder
— Laila Amado (@onbonbon7) October 31, 2020
Time, it is soon to be a thing of the past, or the future, depending upon which door you walk through. Those that made the Device are lost to the Universe, those that enforced the rules lay very still, in the graveyard of the Abhorrent, fearing for their yesterdays.#scifansat
— Kevin Sand (@KevinSa07052659) October 31, 2020
He pointed to a tiny fenced area at one end of the school's courtyard. Overgrown w/weeds & neglected, tombstones jutted up thru tall grass. A chill ran thru Claire.
— C Lee (@cleestories) October 31, 2020
"Unbelievable!” she said, sounding sickened. “We go to school in a prison w/a graveyard?” #SciFanSat #SlapDashSat
They warned us it's #dangerous to enter the #graveyard as the witching hour approaches.
— That Burnt Writer (@ThatBurntWriter) October 31, 2020
John didn't care though, he wanted to show off to the girls. It's nearly 1AM, he hasn't come back, I think we sho…
A wet slapping sound, and his head lands at our feet.#SciFanSat #vss365
I am continually awed by the talent and creativity of the authors that grace SciFanSat with their voices. Above are highlighted microfiction tweets that I feel exemplify that talent, all compiled from our 10.31.2020 “Graveyard” prompt and event.
All tweets, art, and rights belong to their respective creators. No ownership or responsibility on my part is inferred by this post, just my admiration.
~Jason H. Abbott
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