26th #SatSunTails

Welcome to the twenty-sixth #SatSunTails microfiction competition.

Be warned – the prompts aren’t easy, but that’s so you can write to the best of your ability.

If you haven’t had a go before at this writing challenge, then please don’t hesitate to try this weekend.


  • Post stories in the comments
  • Stories must be 150 words (margin of 5 words either side) AND based on the picture and written prompts.
  • If you title your entry this is not counted in your word count.
  • Only one entry allowed (so make it count)
  • End each entry with word count and name/twitter handle (if you forget these REPLY TO YOUR OWN COMMENT with them before judging closes)
  • Monday 11am GMT is the expected closing time for entries BUT the competition will be open until I put a ‘competition closed’ comment so you may be able to slip something in (because I’m extra kind like that). Got that?

If you do not comply with these rules your story will be disqualified from judging. Good spelling and grammar will also help to make a better impression on judges – the odd typo, however, will be overlooked so please don’t worry about that.

For tips, read through the critiques from last week’s entries.


There will be ONE OVERALL WINNER and THREE RUNNERS UP. After that there will be THREE CRITIQUES of three stories that didn’t make it.

It would also be nice to those participating if you could promote your fellow competitors and those who win.

Today’s Prompt!

The following may be used as a sentence in your story OR provide a basis for it:-

“embers ablaze”

And here is your picture prompt:

& good luck!

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6 thoughts on “26th #SatSunTails”

  1. Marie and Claire had a fight a few weeks ago. About me, of all things. Claire stormed out of their apartment that night. They’d lived together for eight years and they’d stopped talking with each other because of me.

    I had to fix that.

    I knew all I had to do was get them to talk to each other. Touch each other. Trust each other. I knew that would set the embers of their passion for each other ablaze . So, I put together a plan. I “kidnapped” them. Then stripped them and tied together in several hundred yards of rope. I dumped them on a chaise lounge in their own apartment. Hung a few decorations, so they wouldn’t know where they were. Then I left.

    I considered staying and watching, lecher that I am. But, I decided they deserved privacy. I knew they’d work things out.

    150 words.

  2. Misfire
    By Lisa McCourt Hollar

    Pain, seared through Endora’s heart; burning like hot embers ablaze, the fiery agony setting her soul on fire. She peered from behind the curtains, her anger building at the sight of her cousin groping at Tom’s pants.

    “Well, If they want to be together, then who am I to stop them?”

    Pulling her wand from her cloak, the witch pointed it at her husband and cousin, both oblivious to the danger they were in. Muttering the spell, she managed, in her anger, to confuse a few of the words. The room exploded in a bright light and when Endora was able to see again, Tom, Serena and the couch were gone.

    “I hope I didn’t do anything permanently damaging,” she said.

    A few miles away, in the Un-dead Forest:

    “I think Endora knows about us,” Tom said, his voice muffled.

    “Ya think?” Serena fumed, struggling to free herself from the ropes that bound them together.

    Word Count: 155

  3. The Witch

    "Youse guys all set,", asked the Don of the Calabrese family;his voice rich and full of anticipation, "youse knuckleheads betta not mess this up."

    Biagio and Adelchi, the Don's go to guys, rarely made a mistake but this was out of their comfort zone. Adelchi, the youngest of two, snapped a photo of the woman with his phone; sending it to the boss.

    "We got her all tied up and protected boss,", said Biagio, walking closer to the bound,gagged,and blindfolded woman, "We got her covered in gas and a mixture of those herbs you told us about."

    "She's ready to be embers ablaze boss,", said Adelchi, poking her with a baseball bat, "Hope the devil welcomes that bitch with open arms."

    "What youse guys waiting for,", said the Don, his voice echoing through the speaker phone.

    The Don listened as his best men struck the matches; barbecuing the witch.

    Words: 150

  4. It’s not the ropes, it’s the surrender.

    I met Aliza after two appletinis. We hit if off right away. Two girls with similar backgrounds, not looking for anything special… or so I thought. After an hour of bashing my ex boyfriend, Fifty Shades of Gray came up. I'd read it. On my Kindle, of course. Didn't want anyone seeing.

    "Have you ever thought of trying it?" she asked.

    "Bondage? Maybe, if I trusted a guy enough. Don't see that happening any time soon."

    Aliza got this mischievous look in her eye. "We could try it. Just us girls."

    So, we went to her apartment. It was fun at first. Even exciting. Set my embers ablaze. Until her boyfriend showed up. He tied us up good, then went on a beer run. I got one arm free. Think I can get out of here.

    Only thing is, tied up like this, I feel so free.

    @Leo_Godin 154 words

  5. Unmaker Undone

    “The very idea of an Unmaker sharing living quarters with an Envisionist beggars belief! Can’t you just imagine it? Him strolling about the place envisioning this, that or the other thing into existence and you popping along on his heels just unmaking it back to its elements?”

    “Our powers cancel out each other when we’re in proximity as you well know, mother. And that’s just fine. Malcolm no more wants to be an Envisionist than I an Unmaker.”

    “Mark my words, child, naught good will come of it.”

    Struggling to free herself from the rope trap, she despised thinking her mother’d been right. With no magical defenses, they were easy prey for the Black Circle priests who sought their deaths.

    Bound tightly to Malcolm, neither was able to draw on their powers. With the house already afire, she feared they’d both be embers ablaze all too soon.

    Damn, she hated when her mother was right!

    155 words @klingorengi

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