Five Sentence Fiction: Clandestine

I’ve seen a lot of this lately and thought I’d love to join in…so for anyone who doesn’t know, Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie McFerrin posts a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in the five sentences, just used for direction.
This week the word is: Clandestine

‘Icy darkness infiltrated, plunging the city landscape into a cold and moonless night. All was inky black and quiet, just how he liked it. Stepping softly, he shivered as he wandered the urban streets, his dancing fingers furtively composing a silent masterpiece.  He performed his second trick of the night and vanished with the first rays of day, exposing his intricate works of art. All the glass of the town lay beneath a delicate lattice, a coating of glorious filigree workmanship…all signed, sealed and delivered by Jack Frost himself.’

Photograph by Lisa Shambrook (please do not use without permission)

12 thoughts on “Five Sentence Fiction: Clandestine

  1. Cara Michaels

    Oh, that's lovely. I wondered the whole way who 'he' would turn out to be. The ending proved perfect. :)Cara

  2. Lisa Shambrook

    Thank you so much for your comments! I haven't tried this before (silly me, thought you had to be invited to take part!) but…I will be doing more. So used to writing much longer pieces, but I loved the challenge of a short piece!

  3. Lisa Shambrook

    Thanks Dasia! Just read yours too, you could have been writing about my children! Thanks for the follow too…I adored your wasp post! I hate them too, having been stung twice by the blighters, once on my knee…it stung me out of necessity, and once when I brushed past one which landed on my arm, that was not a necessary sting…just painful! Now I have two 5mm white spots, one on my knee and one on my arm through no fault of my own (although I can't blame it for stinging my knee I did kill it when I knelt on it!).

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