50th #SatSunTails Microfiction Competition!

Have we really had that many?

Today’s Picture Prompt

Today’s Word Prompt!

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

colourful induction

Read on for the rules!


  • You may enter as soon as this post appears.
  • Post entries in the comments – you may simultaneously display them on your personal blog etc but please show a link back to this competition post.
  • Stories must be 150 words – margin of 5 words either side – AND based on the picture and written prompts.
  • Entry titles do not count towards the word count.
  • Only one entry per entrant.
  • 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 usual 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 judge/s – 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.


The Judge

This week’s judge is…


That’s right. This week it’s me. Sorry to disappoint, but if you are interested in being a judge then please send me an email on the address supplied on my contact page.

How You Can Help

Give a +1 or a tumblr reblog or click the ‘tweet this’ link up on the right hand side or share from the facebook fan page or retweet from my twitter page to spread the word.

Or, even better, go on the #SatSunTails twitter search results and retweet other entrants.

The more people that hear about #SatSunTails, the more entries there are and the better the competition becomes!

So What Are You Waiting For?

Go on. Have a go!

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2 thoughts on “50th #SatSunTails Microfiction Competition!”

  1. “Corporal Son and Private Wagnon, come with me,” said Father Japheth. “The commander has asked that you accompany me to Washington, D.C.”
    I couldn’t help but wonder why a couple of grunts were being summoned by the leader of the rebellion. However, I didn’t question. Father Japheth had seen something special in Zander and me from the beginning.
    Our journey to D.C. was remarkably uneventful. Zander and I posed as guards for Father Japheth, whom the military believed was one of theirs.
    I was astounded by the devastation I saw in the capitol. Father Japheth led us to a grand old house, which had sustained no little damage. We walked up the stairs to the attic.
    The Commander was not at all what I expected. She looked to be not much older than thirty, but her aspect was ancient.
    “I have chosen you for a colorful induction, Gentlemen,” she said in a soft, cool voice.

    155 words

    I'm Helena, AKA H.P. Liebekraft. I don't have a Twitter. I have also posted this on the Undead in the Netherworld blog, so you can leave a comment there for me in the unlikely event that I'm the big winner. Otherwise, email me at hpliebekraft@gmail.com

  2. The Calling

    A bank of thick roiling clouds obscured the sky, lending a darker and more insidious air to the chilly fall night. Sensing this change in the ambient spectral energies of the capital city, Ariadne removed the soft kidskin glove and flexed her fingers vigorously.

    Turning her hand palm up, she concentrated her power on the arcane symbols and pentagram she’d burned into the skin so many years ago. The thick keloid scar tissue began to glow, first softly and then with ever more effulgent light.

    Intoning the words of conjuration in a low, measured voice she focused her attention on the Otherworld, coaxing forth the eldritch denizen she required. At length, an arcane ember formed with a swirling burst of kaleidoscopic hues so colorful, induction of the creature into the realm of mankind was secured.

    The summoning completed, she dispatched the imp to wreak what havoc she required with nary a thought for the consequences.

    155 words @klingorengi

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