writing challenge 3

5-7-11

The story ends atop a tree. During the story, a way of life comes to an end.

He's been wearing red since the day he was born, trying to attract attention, singing the same song for everyone to hear, over and over, sometime repeating himself to warn his rivals. Now, from atop the highest tree he could find, he perches on the lead branch of a white pine, an imperial view of the neighboring oaks and ash trees swaying with the gusts of wind that threaten his view of the woods beneath him. the rustic colored female passes under his perch, pauses at a branch and flutters to a stop. He ruffles his feathers, "Finally, a little action."

5-8-11

The story starts during an eclipse. The story takes place in mid-spring. During the story, there is a sudden change in temperature. The story must involve a window in it.

The sun momentarily blocked from the sky by the eclipse they had been waiting for, jon and henry looked at one another and laughed. Not quite dusk and not nearly night, the brightness of mid-day had been altered only enough to provide the same shade as a tree or a manufactured awning. Jon closed the window, turned on the light and walked back to his spot on the sofa.

5-9-11

A character attacks someone. A character is joyous throughout most of the story. The story must have an alchemist in it. The story ends in a living room. The story takes place a century into the future.

"Are you serious? This is 2111! People don't act like that anymore! We don't just say things like that to each other! We're better than that, we don't let our emotions take over our practical dialogue! all of this evolution and the best you can do is to shout at me about how unfair it is? What a waste of a hundred years!" "I'm really sorry, if you're upset by how happy I am, I'm just so joyous at having finally turned lead into gold, and yet you fail to believe it's happened, and it upsets me." "I fail to see how this would achieve any level of sufficient anger from you, me not seeing you as a credible scientist- alchemy is a long dead and failed institution." "And that's why you're a dick." The living room silently absorbed their verbal abuse, hurtled between one another as large salmon in a fish market.