Alternative – Six Sentence Story

Skokie Lagoon White Blossoms

Brian was self-reliant enough to do whatever was good in his own eyes. Eventually he’d have to repent of much of this goodness, but right now the mountain he expected would hold the weight of his imaginings began sliding due to an avalanche of truth.

Down he went clutching onto one esoteric branch of conjectures after the other discovering that every alternative he grabbed onto failed to stop his fall. He could see the smiling mouth of nihilism lick its lips and open its jaws below him.

It was as he absent-mindedly looked into this dread that he was hit by a bus and rushed to an emergency room where he was pronounced dead on arrival. Whether the expert opinion was wrong or whether hell didn’t want him, Brian’s heart began beating with no desire to climb fantasy mountain again.

Denise offers the word “alternative” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories. This story continues with Bowl – Six Sentence Story.

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White Blossoms, Green Leaves

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

42 thoughts on “Alternative – Six Sentence Story”

  1. nice confluence of ideas

    (as is my way) I was listening to a song by Avenge Sevenfold*, ‘Nightmare’ as I wrote my own Six, comes to me with this Six, the notion that many people believe there is a ‘Get Out of Jail Free’ that never expires. Only to find out too late.

    Good Six

    *nah, no need to listen, but one of the lyrics “…’Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal seem to resonate with part of what I get from your Six

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  2. Just desserts for thinking too much? (chuckle)
    Dynamite sentence: He could see the smiling mouth of nihilism lick its lips and open its jaws below him.

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  3. I love the tone of this piece – yuou made me smile – and the creative description of Brian’s descent. ‘He could see the smiling mouth of nihilism lick its lips…’ Wonderful. Lucky that bus was passing.

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