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Post : Gravity
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/19/gravity/
Posted : 19/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : drabbles, flash fiction, godmonster, gravity, mountain, short stories
Categories : Writing
Wilfur was born on a mountain and raised in a village at the mountain’s foot. If he were to sum up his life in one fell word he would say: “gravity”. All his life he felt drawn to the water, and further down. He left the village to live in the flatlands, and never returned. Once he went down from somewhere, it was rare that he go back up. He would rest better, deeper, where the air was thicker. He got on a ship, and this ship sank, attacked by gods. One such godmonster held him and dragged him downwards.
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Post : The Shipwreck Daisies
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/18/the-shipwreck-daisies/
Posted : 18/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : colours, death, drabbles, flash fiction, flowers, shipwrecks, short stories
Categories : Writing
They are hard to catch on film, for reasons that are or will become obvious. They have never been given a formal Latin double-name, but they are known as stormblooms or the shipwreck daisies: the flowers that grow and blossom just before a disaster. Captains of sunken ships write about them growing in the rotting parts of the vessel. Gorgeous shimmering colours that are not quite real and not quite there, and huge petals. Supposedly they wilt and that’s when the disaster strikes, or perhaps picking them is what brings on the death and no human can resist picking them.
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Post : Got to Make it Count
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/17/got-to-make-it-count/
Posted : 17/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : bow and arrow, drabbles, flash fiction, loneliness, short stories, suicide
Categories : Writing
He imagined that if he missed, or if it went in far but not far enough, the feeling would be like having something stuck between his teeth, multiplied by a thousand. The arrowhead would lodge itself in the roof of his mouth and he would not be able to get it out, or close his mouth properly. But he didn’t have any other weapon, and every time he shot his one arrow up into the sky, the wind greedily took it from its plotted course and he had to travel to find it again, and spend a day sharpening it.
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Post : The Gentled Tongues
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/16/the-gentled-tongues/
Posted : 16/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : drabbles, flash fiction, horror, infections, monsters, short stories, tongues, words
Categories : Writing
The gentling of the tongues. Don’t let them speak. Every time they do, naturally: the fear of losing yourself. When they speak their one sinking truth and drag you down with it, no wonder you heat up the metal tongs and force open their mouths. In controlled conditions, let the truth spill out and harm no-one, and silence them forever. Some of the afflicted, as an act of compliance, gentle themselves and learn to speak sign language. But you know their truths are still buzzing in their heads. A hive that wants out. And what do you do about that?
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Post : A Host with No Guests
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/15/a-host-with-no-guests/
Posted : 15/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : alien cultures, aliens, drabbles, first contact, flash fiction, food, sci-fi, short stories
Categories : Writing
Jannu knew the exact spot the visitors would choose. It was in the water. Were the visitors aquatic? He found an island nearby and oared his way out to it, setting up a massive welcoming buffet of all the different kinds of foods he could find. He stayed on the island for three days, gradually thinning the once-impressive buffet. Sometimes he stared at his feet.
On the other side of the world, just a kilometre away from the place Jannu stared at when he stared at his feet, the visitors wondered why nobody came to greet them, then they left.
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Post : The Night the Moon Broke Free
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/14/the-night-the-moon-broke-free/
Posted : 14/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : drabbles, flash fiction, moon, science fiction, short stories, space
Categories : Writing
The night the Moon finally broke free from Earth’s orbit, we held a party and watched it through small but enhanced opera glasses. It was hard to think of that little coin in the sky as once having been a huge protective disk for the older generations among us, but then it was hard to think of the past at all. The Moon’s course had been plotted, aided by small thrusters, and its surface was pocked with prime-number formations. The event itself was very low-key, simply the passing of some mathematical threshold, but the night, oh the night was momentous.
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Post : Racket, Parade, Desert
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/13/racket-parade-desert/
Posted : 13/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : anubis, desert, drabbles, egyptian gods, flash fiction, mardi gras, parade, set, short stories
Categories : Writing
There was a racket and a parade marched past my house. They played instruments I’d never seen before. The detailed masks they wore made them all look like Egyptian gods. The Typhonic beast was most common, but I saw a lot of jackals’ heads. I fumbled with the lousy lock to my balcony door and ended up breaking it to stumble out there. They were all wearing mardi-gras-beads so I found some on my floor and threw them down to see what would happen.
The one who caught them flashed me a bleached-bone-smile full of teeth. Then the desert came.
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Post : Something That Never Happened
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/12/something-that-never-happened/
Posted : 12/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : drabbles, flash fiction, happy, short stories, souls, thunderstorms
Categories : Writing
The two of us could not have been more alike; I always followed her footsteps. I thought I felt the same pain as she did. She cast the words from her soul, branded them on the skins of her strangers; I breathed fire and did the same. I was never more than a year behind. She travelled without shoes or socks, I calloused my feet and let the wind show where I should go. She stood on a hill and talked to thunderstorms, I could only shout at open skies with no response. Now she’s happy, and I’m not dead.
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Post : The Waterfalls Have Switched Directions
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/11/the-waterfalls-have-switched-directions/
Posted : 11/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : drabbles, flash fiction, mountain, short stories, water, waterfalls
Categories : Writing
The waterfalls have switched directions. The flow of water has been slowing down the last few weeks, and for an hour or so yesterday the river was completely still, like in a photograph. Droplets hanging in the air. Bubbles just about to burst. Old diffuse reflections trapped on the shimmering surface. The only thing that broke the stillness was a school of confused fish. And then the spell broke; the water started flowing backwards, up the rocks toward the mountain whence it came. The well-water has already turned salty.
I cannot fathom why the mountain is gathering all that water.
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Post : Survival Guide
URL : http://zombiesintelligently.com/2013/06/10/survival-guide/
Posted : 10/Jun/2013 at 8:00pm
Author : johannespunkt
Tags : books, drabbles, flash fiction, libraries, short stories, survival guide
Categories : Writing
Find the library. There is always a library, even if there is no library. There is a place of books where book people gather. Else you must build it and that is why you are there. Always find your way there, get to know its nooks and crannies; get to know its big open spaces and the rats in its walls. Learn where among the shelves you will be alone, and where you will not. Memorize the name of everyone who works there, smile at them. As long as you can find the library, the rest will fall into place.
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