MYSTERIOUS ISLAND (35)

I am taking part in Mondays Finish the Story 03/08/2015, which is a challenge that provides a photo prompt and the opening sentence to your story. The rules indicate that the story you come up with must be between 100-150 words, not including the given opening sentence.

The link below takes you to Part Thirty-Four

https://johnandmargaret1607.wordpress.com/2015/07/27/mysterious-island-34

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Finish the story begins with:

The team employed the use of Nightshade to get the information they wanted from their captive.”

Talk man or we will kill you!”

Vodka and tomato juice with fried eggplant was thought to be killing him with kindness.

Marg was very curious and not a little excited. Her favourite variety of Nightshade in a deep fried state, usually came with battered cod and would be torture for her strict diet, however in the form of Belladonna, glycoalkaloids are deadly.

At last Marg was face-to-face with one of the notorious Dickus brothers. Maxwell was captured and in the hands of the Brigadier who was making every effort to extract some critical information from the captive. Marg was needed to provide a feminine touch. It was well known that Maxwell Dickus was amenable to bragging and it was thought an attractive woman would be able to befriend him to loosen his tongue.

News of the crashed Little Bird helicopter arrived, some wreckage was recovered……

(149 Words)

To be continued …..
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The link below takes you to Part Thirty-Four

https://johnandmargaret1607.wordpress.com/2015/07/27/mysterious-island-34/

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REVERENCE ~ 100 Word Challenge ~ Verbal Verbosity

100 words on the word “REVERENCE” in response to the latest challenge from VELVET VERBOSITY

http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/5/18/100-words-423-reverence

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REVERENCE

by John Yeo

The Wild Man was renowned for his fighting ability. A bare-knuckle bruiser, then a fairground fighter who got famous by taking on all comers. Much blood had flowed from the effects of his iron fists, his own blood and the blood of his challengers. Broken bones and mashed up faces were a usual sight after one of his battles. He made a name for himself big time in the boxing world until he came up against, “The Reverence” a thin fast man who made the weight by virtue of his extraordinary height. Then the wild man became reverent.

(100 Words)

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Witty ~ 100 Word Challenge ~ Verbal Verbosity

100 words on the word “WITTY” in response to the latest challenge from VELVET VERBOSITY
http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/3/23/100-words-418-witty

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APRIL FOOL

by John Yeo 

Our landlord passed away very suddenly yesterday. He was a very witty man, always playing practical jokes. He will be well remembered by everyone, always good for a laugh to cheer everyone up. The other day we all got a letter to say our rent would be doubled. My wife and I were shocked until we realised it was April fools day, and he was only up to his old witty tricks. The police came to arrest our neighbour George today, he also received a letter. Some people have no sense of humour. Landlord’s funeral is tomorrow
What’s for tea?

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Cup ~ 100 Word Challenge ~ Velvet Verbosity

100 words on the word “CUP” in response to the latest challenge from VELVET VERBOSITY
http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/2/23/100-words-415-empty-your-cup

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Anglo Saxon Loving Cup

by John Yeo

Olga and Igor were to be married in the traditional tribal way. The two families had agreed terms and the villagers were gathered for the symbolic ceremony of exchanging swords. Igor the groom said,  “I give you this sword to save for our sons, to have and to use.”  Olga gave Igor a sword, with the words, “I give you this sword to keep us safe.”
They both then shared a loving cup to toast the Gods Frigja and Freya, the Goddesses who ensure a good marriage. The ceremonial loving cup was kept safely, shining for the future wedding ceremonies. 

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Robbed ~ 100 Word Challenge ~ Velvet Verbosity

100 words on the word “ROBBED” in response to the latest challenge from VELVET VERBOSITY

http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/2/10/100-words-413-word-nerdery-and-magic

ROBBED

by John Yeo

The Doctor was brilliant, he had written many books full of original ideas. Feted the world over, he was basking in the glory of his academic success, Mary, his glamorous wife took care of him and they both enjoyed a super-rich lifestyle.

Mary was very frightened inside, she harboured a sad secret. The Doctor had been leaving an increasing workload unfinished. Secretly Mary had completed many books and papers and engineered the Doctor’s public image. The terrible reality was clear, a shocking disease had struck the Doctor and robbed him of his sparkling mind.

Slowly but surely destroying his brain.

 

Brain

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Radiant ~ 100 word challenge ~ Velvet Verbosity

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RADIANT

by John Yeo

As predicted the meteor shower arrived exactly on time. They made love in the observatory as the stunning meteor shower arrived from a radiant in a far off universe, exploding brilliantly in the night sky.
Helena was beautiful, desired by many and loved by one, a learned Professor in Astrophysics. They had timed the moment precisely, his seed would meet her egg exactly at the right time. A star child would be conceived as the stunning meteor shower exploded in the sky above the glass observatory.
Leonid was born amid another stunning display of shining stars in the night sky.

100 words on the word “RADIANT” in response to the latest challenge from

http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/1/28/100-words-411-the-poetry-of-snow

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Feasting ~ 100 word challenge ~ Velvet Verbosity

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FEASTING

by John Yeo

 Snow had been falling for months with everywhere buried deeply in a thick coating. The family desperately searching for food, erected shelters within a stand of snow-covered trees. Suddenly a small mound about several yards away, moved. Then with a roar a sabre-toothed tiger raced towards the family, fangs drawn seeking an easy meal. Two members of the family reacted instantly unleashing spears directly at the big cat, one spear pierced the left eye and entered the cat’s brain, stopping and killing the creature instantly. The family enjoyed fresh meat that day and were feasting for several days to come.

100 words on the word   “Feasting”  in response to the latest challenge from

http://www.velvetverbosity.com/blog/2015/1/20/100-words-410-its-all-so-peculiar

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Sheltering ~ 100 word challenge ~ Velvet Verbosity

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SHELTERING

by John Yeo

Wandering through town, soaking up the sights, wonderful architecture reflecting the opulance of the recent past. Museums, fine art galleries, imposing statues and severe civic centre buildings. The snow was falling thick and fast, covering everywhere in a film of clean white powdery flakes. I tripped over a pair of legs portruding from a shop doorway. “Oi!” came a voice from within the spacious doorway. “I beg your pardon my friend”. The smell of alcohol, was intense, pouring from the doorway mingling with a pile of vomit on the pavement. “Why are you here?” “Just sheltering from a stormy life”

100 words in response to the latest challenge

on the word “Once”

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ONCE ~100 Word challenge ~Velvet Verbosity

MEMORY

by John Yeo

Granddad, what do you see?
I see visions of life before you were born
Hardship and poverty on the farm.
Up at dawn, out in the fields
Working through till dusk.

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Granddad, what do you feel?
I feel sorrow at the wars and violence now,
The fighting and the hunger far away
Children dying of thirst and disease
I am too old to intervene now.

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Granddad, what would you change?
I would fight for truth and war renounce
I would spread my wings and travel
To lands far away to help the poor
I was as young as you, ONCE.

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100 words in response to the latest challenge

on the word “Once”

(c) Written by John Yeo

Friday Fictioneers~The Forgotten Corner

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up based on a photo prompt. The Challenge – write a one hundred word story inspired by the picture that has a beginning, middle, and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.) The Key – make every word count. Up to the challenge? Join in!

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PHOTO PROMPT– Copyright –  Bjorn Rudberg

Stairway to Heaven

by John Yeo

Old Jack had been Head Gardener at the Hall for twenty years. One day Lord Melbury who liked to supervise Jack and the team moving trees and shrubs on the estate, stumbled across the magical corner where his children had loved to play. The stairway to the stars they had called the overgrown steps leading up to a ledge that was the lookout spot for the whole garden.

“Get rid of those old steps Jack, They spoil the look of the garden!”

“Yes sir!’ Jack replied, knowing full well they would both forget the order.

The magical mysterious stairway survived.

(100 Words) ~ In response to a prompt on ~ http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com

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