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The word nailed itself to the wall between us. It was the first shadow. I remember it clearly. Spineless. It was a poor joke. You hung more words from that one nail, did it to death. There was space for one more. It was my turn. Goodbye. The world fell for you tho for me, it grew brighter. #inkmine

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Moonglow speckles the shadows The sea considers still or rage Life jackets hamper a kiss The sail was set to watching whales It brought the albatross, sea eagle and a sheerwater We looked up instead of down Another trip is required to confirm Mysteries and delights abound everywhere #Vss365

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It was clever of the hill To pick a spot between matching trees and display its crooked crown for secret tryst to find. Twas a pity she found us. Chance played a double dirty hand. I miss the brook. And you. #wildwalkprompt #display

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DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 05/10/2026

The cargo rotated in the viewer, it's wreck left mixed up with asteroids somewhere far off. That or bait. There'd been a time when he'd have followed a yearn but the craze of youth had changed. The mysteries of home pulled hard & empty crates already littered his past. Still, shields up #2wordprompt

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Always there were troubles. Goats leapt impossible distances, climbed vertical. Always there were losses. Yet the produce sold across an entire galaxy. Skimmers made it possible to follow the herd, if 1 had the stomach for peaks and troughs, and dealing with bandits. Blue milk was rare. #2wordprompt

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Linda St. Vincent John @lindasvj.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

he insults her creativity stifles her artistic flow condemns poetic beauty with a #smite tongue of scold immediately she #harboured self-contempt nothing comforted nor appeased her fractured soul it's not a sad ending as she feared for he's nothing more than a bitter old troll #BraveWrite #vss365

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Ebenezer Scrooge in Winter

ALT: Ebenezer Scrooge in Winter

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Jan Karlsson @jangoeswriting.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

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Ilyna didn’t #harbour any illusions about hitting that big score that could fund her enough to leave the life, to leave Tarkar’s Bridge. Why should she? She had only ever known the Bridge, and the Underside. It was her home. To be able to live less frugally? That she looked forward to. #vss365

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Jan Karlsson @jangoeswriting.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

New orders, yet again, chosen to keep Dylan on his toes, no doubt. This time to return to safe #harbour and, there, to meet with another of the brass. But, this time, it was different. Forgiveness had come and a task given. The Charon was going on a hunt. For an Enemy ship gone rogue. #vss365

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FizzytwizlerAllsortsOfAllsorts @fizzytwizler.bsky.social · 04/10/2026

Grey the sea, grey the clouds. Nearly flat. My heart turned towards a shore & the sails flapped into follow. The hold was full. The crew half n half. Day followed day as dramatic as the grey. The harbour spilled action into the water. Inpatient, we queued. Her red dress brightened my heart. #vss365

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#vss365 #horrorprompt #vsshorror 1/2👇 An old harbours pale moon lights over its ships & the horrors writhing within. The heart squeezes tight, fear takes its hold as the creatures within, begin to unfold.

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Where once the garden flooded Now an island joins the mainland Mistdrops splat the path fallen from the wet trees The sky hidden and no longer weeping Spider, your web is drenched The lure heavy and clear So many go hungry from small To high Days of bewilderment too many Present day #vss365

A barbed wire fence with a cobweb heavy and white with mist drops. The web is pulled slightly out of shape by the water.In the background a rough weedy green field.

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Lovely imagery and insight 👌

DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

They thought it was an unsubtle lure Money the aim Cynical and wild Different There in the battlefield We saw each other Saw the mountains upon which We sat The how to reach out The uncertainty They missed There are so many hidden doors In lonely The mountains lure safe Doors keep opening #vss365

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The sun dips In the song of wind Rain runnel sparkles The lure of nature Takes you Always From my side Dark of night Star blaze Moon glow She gives back What she stole Entranced I dance to Your tune #vss365

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DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Too much time had been spent looking for the mountain. She thought The Magga were proven to be false powers. Then she turned a corner and bumped into the glass mountain of the Sooth. His name disappointed but the blue of his eyes gave her 3 children. A life she'd never dreamt of now hers. #vss365

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DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

Sorry for your loss 🐈‍⬛💔🧔❤️‍🩹

DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

Running out of resilience Resistance lays down A soul bequest For small pleasures Closes the door On a hungry world Of noise #vss365

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Kimberly Vanderhorst @kymburlee.bsky.social · 01/10/2026

they fed her seeds of silence then shamed her for the quiet her body b l o o m e d #poetry

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Jennie 🇦🇺 Aussie @jennie-aussie.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

At Piney Lakes Reserve today I saw a family with very young children walking in the middle of the off-leash dog area They were guarding a turtle as it walked from one of the Reserve's wetland areas to another It is thoughtful, caring acts like this that gives me hope for humanity Take care 😊

South-western Snake-necked turtle

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DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

Thank you for reading and enjoying. It's great to know it created a larger picture for you. 💐

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DW Keene @dragonandelf.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

Sad stories form mountains They jostle and crunch Rip apart the world It needs more than a reprieve There's not enough love To go around these days Desperation trampled by hate and greed There, in abundance Go gentle this night #vss365

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C. Oulens @owlnsquirrels1111.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

The beauty of what I see within Exceeds everything Smitten Besotted Enthralled. I care not. I renounce all care. Except you. You are emblazoned Across every sky. Dragon I Am Yours #365

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Many thanks to Jason H. Abbott @jason-h-abbott.bsky.social , EIC for including my microfiction “The Margin Bleed” in this fantastic issue “Rebel” of #SciFanSat @scifansat.bsky.social As usual, a fabulous cover page art. ✨✨ read it here: scifansat.com/PDF/SciFanSa... #Oulens #writingcommunity

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Basically it's a horrible journey no matter what. Feel for you. Be kind to yourself and the stars. And others. 🕊🕊🕊

You can return to square one, knowing it has changed. If that is what you want. But. Knowing it has changed means it is a very long and upsetting journey to the new square one. Boundaries. Values. Many things. Change. It's a bloody compass when N changes. You'll get thro. Changed.

Mine is certainly a mess today as I consider the within without. I think I have a whole Monach migration in my stomach disrupting everything. Mesh are good, can re-route on many lines. Have a lovely day. 🛘🧱🌪🦋🦋🌐🌎

Mower sits under the grey sky Blade sharp Shepherd brings in the sheep To tackle the strong growth Stays close to weather the storm of Mechanics not impressed disputes His right to nurture nature #2wordprompt #vss365

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FizzytwizlerAllsortsOfAllsorts @fizzytwizler.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Round the merry-go-round goes Trying to decide where the lines Get drawn Nature oft needs nurture To add a certain flavour Some sure, some flex and circle Start over To nurture inclines to bend Encompass the other's importance Thus here and there I'll share a toast Tho inclined to be sober #vss365

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#vss365 It’s the naked aura That embodies Every whim Is it lustful A spell cast Many eons ago All kinds of natures fauna flora Bowing to this Seductive breeze A dance of The birds and the bees Howlings of the night Calling to #nurture

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Thinking too deep The walking places too far off Mind now fixed upon a particular Morning And what song it will bring Beyond that The sun will keep rising Misting fields to white Crisping cobwebs and fence posts alike Winter is not the end It is pre dawn story time #wildwalkprompt #morning

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