Friday Fictioneers ~ The Loan shark

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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THE LOAN SHARK

by John Yeo

The taste of power and control is irresistible. The predators will always seek new prey to satisfy their lust. The loan-shark wove his net very densely and succinctly to tempt his clients. His velvet silky tone masked the danger. “Let me help you” he smiled as he invited his unsuspecting clients into his web of debt. I can help you to be free from care and worry. He then proceeded to suck the life-blood from his prey, slowly drawing the matter out with his professional fangs, slowly feeding from the unwitting, unwilling carcass of a once living, breathing, trusting entity.

100 words ~ In response to a prompt on ~ http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com

Written by John Yeo © All rights reserved

Friday fictioneers ~ Water wars

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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WATER WARS 

by John Yeo  ©

The river became a stream when the water was diverted to the factory farm. The local smallholders were up in arms as the water supply began to dry up. War was declared on the rich family who owned the huge farm. When a massive explosion blew the dam to smithereens, a body was discovered floating face down among the detritus revealed by the low water and the residue of the explosion. When police were summoned by the farmer to investigate the crime, the farmer was arrested for constructing an illegal dam and causing death by negligence. Water wars began again. 

Highway Robbery ~ Foiled

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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HIGHWAY ROBBERY~FOILED

by John Yeo

The street was crowded with families and shoppers, mingling with tourists, shopping, browsing, searching for the satisfaction of fulfilling a desire.
Suddenly a cry of alarm rang out. “My purse, stop thief!” Two young men were running, elbowing and pushing their way through the crowd to escape.
An elderly man stood firmly in their way, they both went on the attack. A bad move! The 70 year old ex-soldier, very fit and supremely hard, knocked them down. The police arrived, arrested the thieves and escorted them to hospital. The elderly man disappeared into the crowd, never to be seen again.

(100 words)

Copyright ©  Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

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ALARM CALL

By John Yeo

We were exploring the remote dense African jungle, My colleagues and I had  a grant from our university to search for rare medicinal plants. Suddenly we were confronted with a raging torrent of water, a tributary to a very large river. There was no way around this obstacle. To continue our journey we would have to find a way across.
Then our local guide shimmied up a very large Baobab tree. Perched on a branch he made a very loud piercing whistling call, many times.
Shortly after a fleet of canoes arrived to ferry us to the other side.

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©  Written by John Yeo, in response to a prompt by Velvet Verbosity to write 100words on the word PERCHED

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Velvet Verbosity~100 Word Challenge~Write 100 words on the word “Dewy”

DEADLY DEW

by John Yeo

6am start today. Keen to finish the work I have planned on my allotment, I decide to break my normal habits and cut across the fields. There has been a very early mist and the grass is covered with dewy droplets of water. I am not the first person to cross this field, there is a trail of someone else’s footprints and I unconsciously follow these tracks. Up ahead, I notice a figure slumped in the grass. I approach with caution and discover Walter our farmers hand lying in the damp grass, collapsed and unable to move. I dial 999.

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Written by John Yeo © In response to a prompt by Velvet Verbosity to write 100 words on the word dewy.

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Velvet Verbosity~100 Word Challenge~Write 100 words on the word “Beast”

THE BEAST MISSES
by John Yeo

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The village was located at the edges of the tropical evergreen forest. The villagers would grow food, collect fruit from the forest and kill small animals for food. One day, Abhay a young, fearless, carefree man was collecting wood for cooking from the forest. He sensed a pair of eyes watching his every move. Abhay became uneasy, he was sure he was not alone. Then a low growl became a roar and a full grown female tiger suddenly appeared on the path in front of him. Abhay turned to flee, a shot rang out, the tiger turned and fled unscathed.

Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo, All rights reserved

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The Talking Space

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!

THE TALKING SPACE

by John Yeo

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Our house is large, built to a grand design,
Cleo flounced in the front door looking flustered.
“Father I need to talk, can we go to the table?”
I smiled inwardly, we have a round table and chairs on the patio, where family matters are discussed in private.
“Of course, I replied, come.”
“I’m in deep trouble and I need money from you urgently! “
The words came out very fast, furious and aggressive.
“Now hold on, what do you need this money for?
“Sorry Dad, my car is in need of urgent repair”
I sighed and reached for my wallet.

Copyright © Written by John Yeo

Velvet Verbosity~100 Word Challenge~Whistling

The steam train, with thick black smoke billowing from the engine, sped through the countryside. As we approached a tunnel the engine driver pulled a chain and set off a piercing whistle. The lazy cattle grazing in the field looked up startled, some stampeded away from the noise. We stopped for water at a whistle-stop. Another blast of the whistle that masked a shot from the train as the wounded guard toppled backwards. The great train robbery was under way. A horseman galloped along beside the train and retrieved a black bag, thrown from the train. The police moved in.

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Copyright (c)~Written by John Yeo~All rights reserved.

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The 100 Words prompt ~ “STAIRS”.

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To ascend anywhere upwards, in the absence of wings and the ability to fly, requires some form of stairs to climb.

Even a sheer rock face on the side of a mountain needs steel pegs banged in to allow one to climb it.

A gentle slope along a path leading up a grassy hill usually has certain stages, bends or twists with minor bumps and lumps, that can be looked upon as a form of stairs.IMG_0956

Any creative task needs to be attempted step-by-step. I remember a spiral stairway up a round turret in a castle.

We climbed once stair-by-stair.

Velvet Verbosity~Writing prompt~100 words on~”PLACE”

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If you could lay your past lifetime out in a long timeline, then select any spot using your memory, or sticking a pin into any random part of the life-line, you would come to a period in your life and a certain place where you were living or visiting. This could be worked out mathematically and precisely to enable a return visit to the most beautiful place you have ever been to in your life. A place where you reached the highest level of happy peaceful contentment where a return visit would recapture the feelings of exquisite intellectual pleasure regained. 

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