50-Word Stories #126

Tent Painting

They were in a moonlit tent, in the forest.

Two nightingales sang by turns.

Frogs splashed in a nearby pond.

Grasshoppers chirped.

‘Isn’t nature peaceful, sweetheart?’ he asked her. ‘Isn’t this date with nature better than going to the movies?’

A pack of wolves howled.

She looked at him worried.

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18 thoughts on “50-Word Stories #126

      1. If this was Bollywood, the couple would’ve found snakes under the pillow, alligators in the nearby pond’, an owl on the tree AND a pack of howling wolves. Ha ha! 😀

  1. Wrote one for you, what do you think?

    The mad scientist was ready to destroy the world.

    All he had was to connect wire one to wire two.

    The rat eat through the wire at the electric plant.

    The electricity for the entire city went out.

    The scientist lost and in the dark died from old age.

    That night he did not take anyone with him to hell.

  2. O my god, only a few days ago I’d written a flash fiction with similar themes night, moonlight, wolves in my diary.
    Tell me, were you the silky beautiful insect wing that I found the next day on that page. Do you visit me often?

    1. I was the boy moth who fluttered around you while you slept. I perched on your eyelashes and with my wings produced currents of air that tickled your nose tip. When you were about to awake I fluttered away.

      But I will return.

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