I sat down to write the last chapter of her troubled life.
— Fizzy-RavenMad🤯😈 (@Fizzytwizler) October 2, 2021
Draught blew thru the window, curtains began to #writhe, casting #shadow-s-she was here;
“Thanks son, for letting me write this.”
My ghost writer mum dream fulfilled, could finally R.I.P.”#vss365#scifansat #satsplat
The elders tell us stories about the invisible people who walk in that space between light and shadow. How their bodies writhe when they get too close to the light. #vss365 #shadow #SciFanSat
— Irene 💫 (@_Irene_Dreams_) October 2, 2021
the shadow pirates
— Jenny Gaitskell (@JennyGaitskell) October 2, 2021
sailing on radio waves
splice our minds with theirs
they spike our old songs
with their dark riff-beat-line-hooks
upon which we writhe#vss365 #whistpr#ScifaikuSaturday #SciFanSat
Emma writhed in the moonlight. Clothes ripping, she grew and changed… into a blue 2004 Prius.
— Jason H. Abbott (@Jason_H_Abbott) October 2, 2021
“Dad, the family curse is we turn into freaking CARS?!”
A red Pontiac Firebird rolled up beside her. “It’s NOT a curse. I got hit by a molecular beam in ’84!”#SciFanSat #2WordPrompt
Midnight's moon
— Anna✨💫✨ (@annaburnswriter) October 2, 2021
Holds up the sky
Where starlight
Writhes against shadow
Hoping to be seen
Just once
In the dark#vss365 #SciFanSat
The whisky #writhes, amber swirls in the cup
— 🤩 Debbie Iancu-Haddad 🍒 (@debbieiancu) October 2, 2021
"Where are my #ice cubes?" his voice is coiled violence, ready to pounce
I pluck cubes from the tray with tongs, careful not to touch
Frozen #shadows escape their prison, painting his lips black#vss365 #SciFanSat #satsplat #vssmurder pic.twitter.com/2E2C9QiDK6
Motionless raves have replaced Silent Discos.
— Ellen✍K (@poeticnihilist) October 2, 2021
Music thunders while lights laser through static humans, each casting a dancing #shadow of themselves.
I am watching yours. How it writhes in ecstasy, then agony. How it collapses in on itself before you fall.#vss365 #SciFanSat
The landing party came upon the statues in the empty plaza. The figures were aliens–they seemed to be embracing each other, their bodies writhing as if they were alive. #SciFanSat #writhe
— Voimaoy (@voimaoy) October 1, 2021
“Funny, they don’t look so scary.”
— A. A. Rubin (@TheSurrealAri) October 2, 2021
McMillan stepped on the larva, and ground it under his boot. The baby bug writhed, then, exploded, and the pieces slithered away into the shadows where they lurked and grew into the monsters that would, one day, doom humanity. #vss365 #SciFanSat
I #writhe in pain, but I do not call him #Master. A vow to myself; he will not break me.
— That Burnt Writer (@ThatBurntWriter) October 2, 2021
Mirror's eyes show the #hazy #shadow of apocalypse ghosting me. No matter, I shall be reborn as vengeance.
Speak my name, for I am Death's host.#vss365 #autumnwrites #vssmagic #scifansat
12 minutes left. Tail lights stutter and traffic slows. A guy on my left smokes while his passenger sleeps, face pressed in #shadow. Someone's horn sounds, enticing others. I slide onto the hard shoulder, kill the engine.
— John Everex (@EverexJohn) October 2, 2021
He writhes, ichor staining his clothes.#vss365#SciFanSat
The body #writhe-d on the platform.
— Maria A. Perez (@MariaAPerez1) October 2, 2021
"What's wrong with him?" Hysteria crept into her voice. "I thought you said this was safe."
The sage nodded.
"Yes, safe, but traveling across realms is not without discomfort. In that other world he was but a phantasm."#Satsplat#SciFanSat
#vss365 #SciFanSat
— AllOneWord (@AllOneWord5) October 2, 2021
I got here at 6 and the queue was already out the door. It's a hot day, but there is water & seats, so it's not too bad.
It's bright inside; to make it visible I assume. The cut is quick.
As it drops away, I see my #shadow #writhe for a moment.
Then I'm free.
Sky tracked the edges of twilight & saw her changeling channel.
— Denise Carruthers (@CattyKoala) October 2, 2021
It wove her standing in the light, the dovetail in her frame of mind.
Blend of souls & flesh alike, writhe of want alive to pain.
When the screams began she peeled away & left her feelings to aurora.#SciFanSat
Crashing onto the deck of the airship, she gulped in air trying to catch her breath. But there was no time to rest. Her brother let out a bloodcurdling scream. The net he'd been caught in singed, sending him writhing in pain as poison burned into his skin #SlapDashSat #SciFanSat
— C Lee (@cleestories) October 2, 2021
My tail spike glows blue
— Alan Vincent Michaels (@AlanVMichaels) October 2, 2021
I writhe in deep ecstasy
thinking about you#SciFanSat #writhe#SciFaikuSaturday #spike#SciFaiku#Haiku#Poetry#SciFi
📷 pixabay | TemperateSage pic.twitter.com/G804gj5TB3
A supernatural adventure in romance:
— Moxie Malone Writes the Wrong (@MsMoxieMalone) October 2, 2021
Vampire meets serial killer
A spark started it.
One would writhe in heart-sick pain.
A spike ended it.
With unrequited love, a change was inevitable.#SatSplat #SatSpark #BadWordSat #SuperheroSat #SciFanSat #WIPWordSearch #ScifaikuSaturday
She logged the planet an enigma of squandered chance spanning its #shadowy past and the #writhing illusion of a better future. It came down to a mastery of will. Some possessed it… but it was too few and too late. #scifansat #scifisat #vss365
— David E. Shannon (@davideshannon1) October 2, 2021
To counter the #shadow Vixtar has placed on our home, you must obtain the Vial of Healing before the next blood moon Your path lies thro the Twisted Forest to find the Lady of #Writhe She'll help but she desires it Look but once in her eyes, you are caught#vss365#SciFanSat pic.twitter.com/ohOlZT3PbV
— DW Keene (@Dragonandelf) October 2, 2021
Ever since he was Touched, he'd vowed to turn his life around, use his supernatural powers to help people.
— Christopher Slagle (@christopheresl2) October 2, 2021
But he couldn't deny the pleasure in watching the bloody burglar writhing at his feet.
Some things never changed.#SuperheroSat#SciFanSat#scifisat#Satsplat#SlapDashSat
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 10.02.2021 “Writhe” 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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