drksideofthemoon
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Flashfic thread: Rotating themes
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TE999
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Nights In White Satin
Dear Liz,
You'll never know how much you hurt me when you left. I thought we had a future together. All the plans we made, the dreams we had, you destroyed them in a single stroke. If you'll be happier with Charles than me, then I wish you every happiness. I never suspected you were seeing each other behind my back. I never realized we were reaching the end. I can't take any more. But I love you. I'll always love you.
Johnny
Dropping his pen, he stared at the letter. He had his pride. He would never send it.
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Nights In White Satin
Dear Liz,
You'll never know how much you hurt me when you left. I thought we had a future together. All the plans we made, the dreams we had, you destroyed them in a single stroke. If you'll be happier with Charles than me, then I wish you every happiness. I never suspected you were seeing each other behind my back. I never realized we were reaching the end. I can't take any more. But I love you. I'll always love you.
Johnny
Dropping his pen, he stared at the letter. He had his pride. He would never send it.
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glynndah
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Nights in White Satin
2 out of 10
So, what one did you vote for?”
“I wrote it in, just like we planned.”
“No, shit! ‘Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road’? Me, too.”
“We all did. Becky counted the votes. It won by a landslide. That song’s going to be the prom theme this year.”
“That’s so cool!”
“Yeah. I can hardly wait for the announcement over the intercom today.”
Alas, when the prom theme was announced, it was no longer “Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road”. The teachers and prom committee had intervened. The official prom theme was now “Nights in White Satin”.
(100 words, and the story is true, by the way. It was my prom theme, although we all knew it should have been "Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road".)
2 out of 10
So, what one did you vote for?”
“I wrote it in, just like we planned.”
“No, shit! ‘Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road’? Me, too.”
“We all did. Becky counted the votes. It won by a landslide. That song’s going to be the prom theme this year.”
“That’s so cool!”
“Yeah. I can hardly wait for the announcement over the intercom today.”
Alas, when the prom theme was announced, it was no longer “Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road”. The teachers and prom committee had intervened. The official prom theme was now “Nights in White Satin”.
(100 words, and the story is true, by the way. It was my prom theme, although we all knew it should have been "Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road".)
tickledkitty
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3/10 Nights in White Satin
They clung together in the back seat of his ’69 Chevy Nova SS, the dash lights illuminating the high school graduation tassel hanging from the rearview mirror. Arms and legs entwined, taste of Southern Comfort on their tongues, they swayed together to the song on the radio.
Beauty I’d always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can’t say anymore
‘Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
As the music swelled and climaxed he slid home, claiming her innocence.
Years later, the song transported him instantly to that moment, making his heart ache for simpler times.
(A little over 100, so spank me.)
They clung together in the back seat of his ’69 Chevy Nova SS, the dash lights illuminating the high school graduation tassel hanging from the rearview mirror. Arms and legs entwined, taste of Southern Comfort on their tongues, they swayed together to the song on the radio.
Beauty I’d always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can’t say anymore
‘Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
As the music swelled and climaxed he slid home, claiming her innocence.
Years later, the song transported him instantly to that moment, making his heart ache for simpler times.
(A little over 100, so spank me.)
Remec
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Nights in White Satin (4/10)
As they finished remaking the bed, Betsy asked, "What's with these sheets, anyways? They're all slick and supersoft."
"It's satin."
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's a special anniversary, so I thought your mom would like them."
"How come? I didn't know Mom liked satin sheets."
John smiled. "It's sort of an in-joke. From a song we used to sway to together, or hold hands when it would come on the radio. Called 'Nights in White Satin'."
Betsy shuddered and threw up her palms to John. "Don't say anything more. I can just imagine what you have planned for the evening."
And I am so jealous of Mom right now.
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As they finished remaking the bed, Betsy asked, "What's with these sheets, anyways? They're all slick and supersoft."
"It's satin."
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's a special anniversary, so I thought your mom would like them."
"How come? I didn't know Mom liked satin sheets."
John smiled. "It's sort of an in-joke. From a song we used to sway to together, or hold hands when it would come on the radio. Called 'Nights in White Satin'."
Betsy shuddered and threw up her palms to John. "Don't say anything more. I can just imagine what you have planned for the evening."
And I am so jealous of Mom right now.
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tickledkitty
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Hmmm...I think those go together nicely, Remec.
ETA: Over your lap, please.
ETA: Over your lap, please.
tickledkitty
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Remec said:*settling down to make a nice lap*
Bare hand okay with you? hehehe
Perfect.
glynndah
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Okay, you two. Back to the topic at hand.
Nights in White Satin
5 out of 10
The smell of honeysuckle and night-blooming flowers wafted through the window, heavy in the humid heat. She was sultry, a woman on a vintage paperback‘s cover. The outline of her legs was silhouetted through her translucent white satin slip. A small silver safety pin held up one of the straps. A fragrant flower was fastened in her hair, just above her left ear. A light sheen of perspiration glowed on her skin, a few drops sliding down the neckline of her slip and disappearing between her breasts. The fan oscillated on the dresser, blowing the slip tight against her body.
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Nights in White Satin
5 out of 10
The smell of honeysuckle and night-blooming flowers wafted through the window, heavy in the humid heat. She was sultry, a woman on a vintage paperback‘s cover. The outline of her legs was silhouetted through her translucent white satin slip. A small silver safety pin held up one of the straps. A fragrant flower was fastened in her hair, just above her left ear. A light sheen of perspiration glowed on her skin, a few drops sliding down the neckline of her slip and disappearing between her breasts. The fan oscillated on the dresser, blowing the slip tight against her body.
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TE999
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Nights In White Satin
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"WKOS Dedication Line."
"I wanna dedicate a song."
"Sure. What's your name?"
"Dave."
"Okay Dave. What's the song?"
"Nights In White Satin."
"To who, Dave?"
"To Cheryl."
"Your girl friend?"
"She was. We broke up."
"Tough luck, dude."
"Play it. I'm sleepy."
"Hey. It's early."
"I took a bunch of pills, dude."
"Can you hold on?"
"Sure."
"Steve. Call the police. Suicide. Line 4."
"Back. You okay?"
"She left me dude. I'm so sleepy."
"Playin' it now."
"Cool song."
"Really. You there Dave?"
"Uhhh...Yeah."
"Talk to me Dave!"
"Mom! What are you doin'...?"
*click*
"That's the Moody Blues on WKOS."
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6 of 10
"WKOS Dedication Line."
"I wanna dedicate a song."
"Sure. What's your name?"
"Dave."
"Okay Dave. What's the song?"
"Nights In White Satin."
"To who, Dave?"
"To Cheryl."
"Your girl friend?"
"She was. We broke up."
"Tough luck, dude."
"Play it. I'm sleepy."
"Hey. It's early."
"I took a bunch of pills, dude."
"Can you hold on?"
"Sure."
"Steve. Call the police. Suicide. Line 4."
"Back. You okay?"
"She left me dude. I'm so sleepy."
"Playin' it now."
"Cool song."
"Really. You there Dave?"
"Uhhh...Yeah."
"Talk to me Dave!"
"Mom! What are you doin'...?"
*click*
"That's the Moody Blues on WKOS."
(100 even)
Sapphire_O
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Nights in White Satin 7 of 10
The page lifted a heavy breast plate and secured it over Sir Gabriel’s tunic. The silver shone above the shimmering white satin of his new Royal Guard uniform. “You look like an angel.”
Gabriel grinned with satisfaction then glanced about the hall to assure they were alone. He pulled the young page to him, claiming his mouth with his own. His erection strained against his codpiece.
Slowly, the page pulled away, face flush with desire. “Sir, you will be late.”
“Yes. We will celebrate tonight then.”
“Aye,” he said, as his Knight in White Satin marched towards the Queen’s antechamber.
The page lifted a heavy breast plate and secured it over Sir Gabriel’s tunic. The silver shone above the shimmering white satin of his new Royal Guard uniform. “You look like an angel.”
Gabriel grinned with satisfaction then glanced about the hall to assure they were alone. He pulled the young page to him, claiming his mouth with his own. His erection strained against his codpiece.
Slowly, the page pulled away, face flush with desire. “Sir, you will be late.”
“Yes. We will celebrate tonight then.”
“Aye,” he said, as his Knight in White Satin marched towards the Queen’s antechamber.
glynndah
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Nights in White Satin
8 out of 10
She was reflected in the mirrors surrounding her. A woman in a white dress, veil pinned to her auburn hair. This was her wedding gown. The one she’d dreamt of all these years, just like she’d imagined it
“Oh, I love this song,” the sales clerk said.
Nights in White Satin. It had been their song. The one they’d planned on dancing to on their wedding day. She would be the bride, but he wouldn’t be her groom. She met the eyes of her reflection in the mirror and traced the path of a solitary tear falling down her cheek.
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8 out of 10
She was reflected in the mirrors surrounding her. A woman in a white dress, veil pinned to her auburn hair. This was her wedding gown. The one she’d dreamt of all these years, just like she’d imagined it
“Oh, I love this song,” the sales clerk said.
Nights in White Satin. It had been their song. The one they’d planned on dancing to on their wedding day. She would be the bride, but he wouldn’t be her groom. She met the eyes of her reflection in the mirror and traced the path of a solitary tear falling down her cheek.
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tickledkitty
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9/10 Nights in White Satin
She sucked in her stomach as she pulled the zipper on the white satin costume. Made to resemble a tuxedo, it showed off her endless legs to perfection.
Pulling on the opera-length gloves, she sighed. A year of twice-nightly shows with an extra matinee on Sundays had left her exhausted. Her only day off was Monday, and it was never enough.
As the opening bars of ‘Puttin’ on the Ritz’ made their way backstage, she lined up with the other identically clad dancers. Gathering her strength, she pasted a bright smile on her face. The show must go on, right?
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She sucked in her stomach as she pulled the zipper on the white satin costume. Made to resemble a tuxedo, it showed off her endless legs to perfection.
Pulling on the opera-length gloves, she sighed. A year of twice-nightly shows with an extra matinee on Sundays had left her exhausted. Her only day off was Monday, and it was never enough.
As the opening bars of ‘Puttin’ on the Ritz’ made their way backstage, she lined up with the other identically clad dancers. Gathering her strength, she pasted a bright smile on her face. The show must go on, right?
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drksideofthemoon
West of the moon. . .
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TE999
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The Summer You Graduated From High School
When I graduated high school in 1967, the war in Vietnam was raging. Protests by students from Ivywall College in our town were an almost daily occurence. My sister was a Sophomore at Ivy, studying to be a teacher. She participated in many anti-war protests, being arrested twice to my parents horror. My summer job at the supermarket bagging groceries and stocking shelves left me little time for protesting the war like my friends. That Fall, my first semester at Ivy went well, but I became bored and restless. I joined the Marines. That winter, I became a man.
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The Summer You Graduated From High School
When I graduated high school in 1967, the war in Vietnam was raging. Protests by students from Ivywall College in our town were an almost daily occurence. My sister was a Sophomore at Ivy, studying to be a teacher. She participated in many anti-war protests, being arrested twice to my parents horror. My summer job at the supermarket bagging groceries and stocking shelves left me little time for protesting the war like my friends. That Fall, my first semester at Ivy went well, but I became bored and restless. I joined the Marines. That winter, I became a man.
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drksideofthemoon
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The Summer You Graduated from High School
3 out of 10
The summer I graduated from high school, I was seventeen and had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up. I had good grades, but applied to no universities, took no college placement exams. Instead I marched across the gym, picked up my diploma and started working full time the following Monday.
I spent that entire summer on the early shift, working as a maid in a mental institution. I scrubbed dozens of toilets each day, mopped miles and miles of linoleum-covered hallways, washed acres of security glass and operated industrial laundry equipment, all for minimum wage.
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3 out of 10
The summer I graduated from high school, I was seventeen and had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up. I had good grades, but applied to no universities, took no college placement exams. Instead I marched across the gym, picked up my diploma and started working full time the following Monday.
I spent that entire summer on the early shift, working as a maid in a mental institution. I scrubbed dozens of toilets each day, mopped miles and miles of linoleum-covered hallways, washed acres of security glass and operated industrial laundry equipment, all for minimum wage.
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Seems to be the Flashnonfic thread at the moment. Anyone else want to share their stories?
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The Summer You Graduated From High School
4 of 10
The summer I graduated from High School, five of my friends and I pulled a prank. We decided to flush M-80's (powerful firecrackers) down the school's toilets. At the appointed time, we all lit our M-80's and flushed simultaneously. There was a dull roar, water fountained up flooding the bathrooms and a sewer line ruptured. A stinking sewage pool formed on the lawn and chaos reigned. We were never caught. If we had been, it would have meant expulsion and arrest. I worked that summer and joined the Air Force in the fall. I still laugh when I think about that day.
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4 of 10
The summer I graduated from High School, five of my friends and I pulled a prank. We decided to flush M-80's (powerful firecrackers) down the school's toilets. At the appointed time, we all lit our M-80's and flushed simultaneously. There was a dull roar, water fountained up flooding the bathrooms and a sewer line ruptured. A stinking sewage pool formed on the lawn and chaos reigned. We were never caught. If we had been, it would have meant expulsion and arrest. I worked that summer and joined the Air Force in the fall. I still laugh when I think about that day.
(100 even)
cloudy
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The Summer You Graduated From High School
5 of 10
Seventeen, just graduated, and in disgrace with my family - again - I was shipped off to college early instead of waiting until the fall. They didn't realize, nor did I, the cliff I was standing on, or how long and sharp the drop off was, or how close.
Freed from parental supervision, I rented my first apartment, fell in love for the first time, and when I remembered to, went to class. I danced on the edge of the cliff all summer, and into that fall, blithely ignoring the danger, and reveling in the freedom I had – to fall.
And, fall I did. My daughter was born the next year.
5 of 10
Seventeen, just graduated, and in disgrace with my family - again - I was shipped off to college early instead of waiting until the fall. They didn't realize, nor did I, the cliff I was standing on, or how long and sharp the drop off was, or how close.
Freed from parental supervision, I rented my first apartment, fell in love for the first time, and when I remembered to, went to class. I danced on the edge of the cliff all summer, and into that fall, blithely ignoring the danger, and reveling in the freedom I had – to fall.
And, fall I did. My daughter was born the next year.
