Twittering Tales – A Tech Giant

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Photo by Geralt at Pixabay.com

 

As Jenny faced a wall of code, her breath quickened in fervid fashion. This was no time for reserve, she knew what to do.

She pushed forward youthful hands and entered the digital world, where she’d be a technological giant.

To become one with technology is to rule the world.

[277 Characters]

 

This story was written for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales Challenge:

Twittering Tales #152 – 3 September 2019

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

FOWC with Fandango — Reserve

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/rdp-monday-fervid/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/youthful/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/09/09/your-daily-word-prompt-giant-september-9-2019/

 

Tell the Story – A Bedtime Fairy Tale.

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“I’m telling you, he’s only got one!” Jack shouted at the crowd in the bar.

None of them believed he had climbed up that beanstalk. None of them believed that it lead to a world in the clouds.

“I tell you I’ve been to it’s very top, Its Zenith.” Jack protested.

“Yeah, Yeah, I supposed you sneaked up on this giant like a commando, all covered in camouflage. You’re just so full of it, Jack. It’s one tall tale after another with you.”

Just then there came an almighty roar. The ground shook. Glasses and bottles fell off the bar and smashed on the floor.

Outside the beanstalk swayed side to side and from above a sound emerged from the clouds.

“Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum….” It boomed out.

Then through the clouds peered a giant head.

“Cor, He’s right an’all” shouted Tom, the Pipers son. “He’s only got one!”

They all stared up at the giant as he started climbing down the beanstalk.

Having only one eye, the giant’s depth perception wasn’t all that great and so he missed his footing and fell to the ground killing himself and several gawking onlookers into the bargain.

It’s not something you see every day, not unless you had too many drinks at the bar.

Which of course, they’d had. Which was why no one remembered a thing the next day.

The End

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 01/February/2019

 

This story was written in response to a picture challenge from Rory, A Guy Called bloke:

Tell The Story … Something, Somewhere!

The ‘Tell the Story’ Challenge was created by:

https://theeclecticcontrarian.wordpress.com/2019/01/12/tell-the-story-challenge/

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/31/rdp-thursday-camouflage/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/31/zenith/

 

I would like to thank Rory for tagging me in this challenge. I would like to tag the following people:

Cyranny of Cyranny’s Cove

Weak in the knees… – Song inspired haiku challenge

Laura Venturini of Lauravent69

A Completely Frozen Chicago Looks Like Something Straight Out Of ‘Game Of Thrones’ Right Now

and

Becky

~*~ To Be A Kid ~*~ (Poetry)

Now, if you don’t want to take part, then that is absolutely fine, but if you do, here is the photo for you.

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Guidelines … Create your own Tell The Story around the image above, then select three bloggers of your own and add your own image to complete the tag. All you need do is create a tale, story or poem.

Have Fun.

 

Kira’s Sunday Scribbles – Gentle Giant Maids – A poem.

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Gentle Tall Maids

Dwell in our glades

Sowing fertile seeds.

 

In verdant green

the Maid’s unseen

tend to natures needs.

 

A shame that we,

the ones we see,

reverse their gentle deeds.

 

while they defend

the Earth, our friend.

we bite the hand that feeds.

 

one day we’ll find

we leave behind

A world of broken reeds.

 

we must learn to live

less take, more give,

and share the worlds proceeds. 

 

Then we’ll make amends

and become friends with

those Gentle Giant Maids,

that dwell within our hidden glades.

 

The End

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 10/September/2018

 

 

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/09/09/kiras-sunday-scribbles-7/