Darcy was tired of being bound by rules and expectations. She was never going to measure up to their standards and she definitely was not going to fit into their so-called perfect mold.

She was tired of being stifled by their small town mentality, their inability to live outside the box. What others viewed as misbehavin’, Darcy viewed as creating. Why was craving to be different such a bad thing?

Of course, she could succumb to their wishes and live her life like her beloved older brother Danny. Ah, Danny the golden child – hated by few, loved by so many.

The challenge of 100 words is to write a post, using only 100 words. Velvet Verbosity is back and this week she challenged us with ‘Misbehavin‘.

The sky ahead of him began to instantaneously change. The milky white clouds that lazily stretched across the sky began to swirl and twist into a deeper and caliginous shade of grey. The quickness and intensity at which they were changing set Simon on edge. For as strong as the force was that was pulling him forward, the forces working against him were even more commanding.

If there was ever a time for Simon to turn back, it was now. As he contemplated his next move, his hands began to shake violently. Nothing within him could calm his growing convulsions.

The challenge of 100 words is to write a post, using only 100 words. Velvet Verbosity is back and this week she challenged us with ‘Shake‘.

You can read the back story HERE.

The wind whipped across the road, pelting Simon with dirt and debris. He wasn’t even close, with miles left in his journey, yet he trudged on. He wasn’t sure what was going to be waiting for him at the end of this road, but something – some force -  was urging him forward.

Even though he lived several towns away, he had heard of Galiena. Stories of her prophecies, rumors of her healing and magical powers, myths that she knew what the future held.

Simon knew about the ancient map and the promises it held. He also knew surviving depended on it.

The challenge of 100 words is to write a post, using only 100 words. Velvet Verbosity is back and this week she challenged us with ‘Surviving‘.

You can read the back story HERE.

Her body was so immersed in evil she could hardly breathe. There was no room for light, no space for air. Her soul had been consumed by darkness, a vast void of destitution for decade.

They had done this to her. They had made her forsaken.

Yet when faced with the alternative, she retreated to what was known. She knew it would never be enough. She refused to relive the cycle and sought solace in seclusion, seeking anything to numb the pain.

As midnight approached she prepared for the worst. Curling into herself she silently pleaded for morning to come.

The challenge of 100 words is to write a post, using only 100 words. Velvet Verbosity is back and this week she challenged us with ‘Enough‘.