Free AI web copilot to create summaries, insights and extended knowledge, download it at here

Abstract

9d2">“You know I can’t.”</p><p id="4560">Thundering hooves approached. With a final kiss, she scampered across the bridge, her shadow dissolving into darkness, the clink of chains fading.</p><p id="5e07">The horseman halted at the muddy bank and searched for the young lovers.</p><p id="5b2b">“Be free, my love,” Sam murmured as he turned to confront his rival.</p><p id="60c2">This story was my entry to the 2021 <a href="http://www.nycmidnight.com/Competitions/MFC/100/Challenge.htm">NYCMidnight 100-Word Microfiction Challenge</a>. The assignment was to write a 100-word story in the genre of romance in which someone/something crosses a bridge and using the word “phase” in the story. I’m staying tuned to see if I advance to the next round. (Romance is <i>not</i> my genre.)</p><p id="0e99">My thanks to <a href="undefined">Stephen Dalton</a> for telling me about the competition. Here’s his entry (fairy tale genre):</p><p id="7f33"><a href="https:/

Options

/readmedium.com/licking-the-hand-that-feeds-you-7a24bd2d4902">https://readmedium.com/licking-the-hand-that-feeds-you-7a24bd2d4902</a></p><p id="3da1"><i>© Tina L. Smith, 2021</i></p><p id="e471"><b><i>About the author: </i></b><i>Tina L. Smith is a Michigan writer who enjoys writing a range of genres that strike her fancy. You’re invited to read more about the author:</i></p><div id="367f" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/about-me-tina-l-smith-63f3e3c584e7"> <div> <div> <h2>About Me — Tina L. Smith</h2> <div><h3>Creative pragmatist or pragmatic creative?</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*K8RV5AizkAtJx1B3)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

MICROFICTION

Emancipation

100–word story (competition entry)

“Once you cross, you can never return,” Sam whispered.

Bette grasped his thick fingers and inhaled dank mist from the moon-dappled bayou. Trembling, she stepped onto a rotted plank. He was mistaken. She would return. To him.

“Come with me!” she pleaded, fearing the journey’s next phase.

“You know I can’t.”

Thundering hooves approached. With a final kiss, she scampered across the bridge, her shadow dissolving into darkness, the clink of chains fading.

The horseman halted at the muddy bank and searched for the young lovers.

“Be free, my love,” Sam murmured as he turned to confront his rival.

This story was my entry to the 2021 NYCMidnight 100-Word Microfiction Challenge. The assignment was to write a 100-word story in the genre of romance in which someone/something crosses a bridge and using the word “phase” in the story. I’m staying tuned to see if I advance to the next round. (Romance is not my genre.)

My thanks to Stephen Dalton for telling me about the competition. Here’s his entry (fairy tale genre):

https://readmedium.com/licking-the-hand-that-feeds-you-7a24bd2d4902

About the author: Tina L. Smith is a Michigan writer who enjoys writing a range of genres that strike her fancy. You’re invited to read more about the author:

About Me — Tina L. Smith

Creative pragmatist or pragmatic creative?

medium.com