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Two Phrase Story #47

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I would like to present a weekly word challenge. Thanks to Elusive Trope for encouraging me to get off my lazy ass and actually try to get more readers involved in this weekly game.

The premise is simple. I provide one phrase every Thursday, an incomplete string of words, and it is up to you to complete it in your own, inimitable way. However you like, taking it in any direction you want.

If you like the concept and think other people might be interested in participating, please play along and post the complete challenge on your blog and leave a link in the comments section below. If you’d just like to take part yourself, please post the reply directly in the comments section. I will be posting all the replies together with links to the contributors in 10 days, i.e. the Saturday after next.

I love the mental exercise, I hope you do too!

This week’s phrase –

“A silver sliver……”

My attempt –

“…… of hope was a trick of her dark eyes.”

Your turn!

About hbhatnagar

I need to fill this up with much better content than I had populated it with earlier. Why I write a blog maybe? I started blogging in 2009 or thereabouts. I was a newly turned atheist and wanted to converse with others of the same persuasion. We're not exactly a big population group in India! It didn't go very well and I sort of lost interest, posting a few things now and then. I got a lot more regular over the last few months and have been posting almost daily since February '15. There were many reasons why I gradually became more regular in posting, but one way or the other, here I am! So this blog has taken shape, being at different points in time my showcase, my comedy club, my art gallery, my book club, my therapist, my close friend, my innermost self....but always my little corner of the world. You are all welcome to visit and I hope you stay awhile! A few points about me because I don't want to lead anyone on(and trust me this does become an issue more often than I'd care to admit). I'm Indian, the brown-skinned variety; if race, ethnicity or skin colour is an issue, you don't have to get to know me any more than what you see on my blog. I'm 40, so if age is an issue, please be informed accordingly. I was a doctor, an ophthalmic surgeon for 10 years before I quit practice.

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34 thoughts on “Two Phrase Story #47”

  1. …of a giant non sequitar!

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    Posted by tedgiffin | 01/07/2016, 1:32 AM
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  2. a silver sliver was all that glittered in the dark, yet the blanket of night that shrouded them was like molten lava a dark ebony that made his touch all the more compelling, like the silver sliver of light, she felt her response respond with lighting speed, their bodies met, the fire was ignited………………….

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    Posted by Dymoon | 27/06/2016, 6:24 AM
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  3. Until recently I’d never heard of flash fiction. This must be it then? Thank you for creating this challenge. I just had a go at it –
    https://anglogermantranslations.wordpress.com/2016/06/26/two-phrase-story-47/

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    Posted by anglogermantranslations | 27/06/2016, 12:58 AM
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  4. this week’s offered first phrase:

    A silver sliver…..

    my second phrase attempt:

    ….beneath the epidermis, the last vestige of their junkyard salad days.

    https://elusivetrope.com/2016/06/26/scrap/

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    Posted by Elusive Trope | 26/06/2016, 11:25 PM
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  5. A silver sliver…a starlit river, sends a shiver down my spine.

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    Posted by Jane Dougherty | 25/06/2016, 10:11 PM
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  6. A silver sliver of hope… I love it, Dr. Hb. 🙂 Not an easy one…
    Here is mine: A silver sliver… reflected on the wall in the dark of the night, sweet dream.

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    Posted by Amy | 23/06/2016, 11:23 PM
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  7. “… of metal glistened in the moonlight before sliding into his bared chest.”

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    Posted by Victo Dolore | 23/06/2016, 4:32 PM
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  8. spilled out on the waves…for, its a full moon day…
    lit up the dark spaces…for, its a full moon day…
    spread in the cheers..for, its a full moon day…
    the lovely august moon,
    made it all silver silver…
    as we lay on our beds bidding bye to a tiring day….

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    Posted by Sri Sudha K | 23/06/2016, 11:09 AM
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  9. of the moon lit up the outside area and allowed her to see the monster in her yard.

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    Posted by Tessa | 23/06/2016, 10:23 AM
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  10. Of the moon reminds me of the smile on grandma’s face as she sang lullabies , of nights when I didn’t fear the dark 🙂

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    Posted by thatmishmash | 23/06/2016, 9:23 AM
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  11. Thanks for the link up Doug. 🙂

    Like

    Posted by hbhatnagar | 27/06/2016, 8:37 AM
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  12. Thank you for the link up. 🙂

    Like

    Posted by hbhatnagar | 27/06/2016, 8:39 AM
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