for Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Remnant.
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One for sorrow, two for … sorrow.
She left behind an all but empty basket of insignificant remnants, nothing worth preserving.
Her life was spent chasing shadows and swimming against an incoming tide; walking a jagged path that led her nowhere.
Her ideas, her ambitions, all of her hopes cruelly dashed, yet always wise after the event.
Just a few attended her final farewell, ‘she who would valiant be, ‘gaist all disaster’ they murmered.
Three for remember, four for … forget.
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Thanks to GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.
If she was always wise after the event, then at least that was a worthwile fruit~
Better than never knowing I guess. Cheers, Larry.
enjoyable Six, in a horrible way*
*lol, no, seriously, a compliment for a story exquisitely crafted to draw in (many against our will) a certain percentage of the Readers who might identify with the focal character**
** not a ‘real’ term in rhetoric
Understood and appreciated! I wonder if you have any of our fellow readers in mind.
Very sad story
I was in the mood for something different. Thanks, Sadje.
You’re welcome! A change of flavor is sometimes needed.
Indeed it is.
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Quite sad and quite good
Much appreciated, thank you.
Very sad and touching story, Keith
Thanks so much, Shweta.
You’re very welcome 🙂
Yes, well and truly sad. Nicely done, Keith. 🌷
Thanks so much
A lovely poetic piece! It’s all about the ‘journey’, isn’t it? I wonder if being remembered is the important part of ‘having lived’?
I wonder too. Guess we’ll never know. Thanks, Susan.
At least she tried! Good Six, Keith.
Indeed she did Chris.
That was a sad one, Keith. And you wrote it so well. Three for remember, four for…forget.’ This week you’re nearly making me cry!
Sorry about that Jenne, normal service will shortly be resumed! Thanks so much for your kind words.
The melancholy in this piece is well expressed. Well written.
Not my normal style, but I’m pleased you found it so.Thanks so much, Nicole.
Was she valliant ‘gainst all disaster? If so, then perhaps it was not a life so insignificant after all.
Never one to give in, even if it went unnoticed. Cheers, Mimi.
“Her ideas, her ambitions, all of her hopes cruelly dashed, yet always wise after the event.” It sounds like she learned whatever it was she was supposed to learn, even though after the fact. The pace at which we learn and the means by which we do it vary from person to person.
That was exactly what I hoped to put across. Thanks so much, Pat.
I like your description of her by what appeared as failure to leave more than insignificant remnants upon her passing.
Much appreciated, thanks Frank
Up there with your best, Keith. Well done.
That’s very kind of you Doug, thank you.
An excellent story.
Thanks so much, Romi.
Crivvens, Keith, I struggled to get a chuckle out of this!
Expertly and concisely crafted history of a hard life.
Sorry, I temporarily ran out of chuckles! Thanks for your kind word CE.
I enjoyed the story. Beautifully written, Keith.
So kind of you Veronica, thank you.
Good one, Keith. A sad but oftentimes true tale.
That’s very kind of you, thanks.
Damn! (you’ll see use of this word every now and again on the ‘net as a most high compliment)
This was beautiful and intense, Keith. The poignancy not lost. It begs the question – did others truly know her?
Thank you, in my mind, she was different and not understood by others. In the end, she simply gave up.
Oh, and thanks for the ultimate compliment!
I’m hoping ‘five’ is for heal.
That would be good. Thanks Michael.