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The website content features a collection of three micro-stories that incorporate the words blue, choice, and shuffle, written in response to the Briefly Write Weekly Prompt Game.

Abstract

The content presents a creative literary response to a writing challenge, where the author crafted three brief narratives, each intertwining the words "blue," "choice," and "shuffle." The first story depicts a woman's choice of a red jumper over a blue one, which leads to a dark turn as she silences someone in a church. The second story tells of a woman's eerie walk through a silent village, emphasizing her belief in choice over chance as she confronts her destiny. The third story is a poetic piece about a blue rose and the narrator's decision to leave, influenced by someone shuffling a deck of cards. The author reflects on the challenge of writing new content daily and questions if using previously written work is a form of cheating.

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The author expresses uncertainty in decision-making, as seen in the characters' hesitations and the significance of their choices.
There is an underlying theme of the impact of choices on one's life path, as choices made by characters lead to consequential and sometimes dark outcomes.
The author seems to value creativity and the challenge of writing within constraints, as evidenced by their participation in the Briefly Write Weekly Prompt Game.
The author acknowledges the difficulty of producing new content consistently, hinting at the pressure of a 30-day writing challenge.
There is a sense of self-reflection and self-awareness in the author's admission of possibly not adhering strictly to the challenge's rules.

How Do You Choose Your Clothes on a Morning?

A trio of micro stories

I wrote these micro-stories for the Briefly Write Weekly Prompt Game. This week’s task is to write a micro-story that includes the words BLUE, CHOICE, and SHUFFLE.

How Do You Choose Your Clothes on a Morning?

She hesitated. Blue jumper or red jumper? She’d never been good with these sorts of choices.

A shuffling noise from behind hurried her up.

She chose red.

Slowly, she crept back through the church. Took a final pitying look. Then smothered him.

Controlled

She shuffled through an empty village. Felt spooked by its silence.

The perfect blue sky glistened menacingly. A chilling breeze blew from nowhere.

“Choice not chance” she muttered to herself. “Choice not…”

She arrived at her fate. Knocked hesitantly.

The Last Blue Rose

A blue rose Incessant Vibrancy.

A choice to make Should I go?

He shuffles the pack Says I should.

“Goodbye” I whisper. “So long” says the rose.

This is my fourth post in the 30-Day Illumination Challenge. Is it cheating that I haven’t written something new today?

Probably. But I confessed I might have to in my Writer Profile…

Introducing Myself to the Illumination Community

An interview with my mirror

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