Write the biggest most wild story you can in say… less 100 words?
Need some advice? Let Wikipedia by your guide:
A tall tale is a story with unbelievable elements, related as if it were true and factual. Some tall tales are exaggerations of actual events, for example fish stories (“the fish that got away”) such as, “That fish was so big, why I tell ya’, it nearly sank the boat when I pulled it in!” Other tall tales are completely fictional tales set in a familiar setting, such as the European countryside, the American frontier, the Canadian Northwest, the Australian outback, or the beginning of the Industrial Revolution.
Events are often told in a way that makes the narrator seem to have been a part of the story; the tone is generally good-natured.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tall_tale
Tell a 100 word DS106 Tall Tale. Look to Laura Gibbs’s Tiny Tales: Traditional Stories in 100 Words.
Just for a taste of 100 word length, here is gibberish spit out by the Dummy Text Generator. Shirley you can do better than this?
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Fowl dry itself firmament brought they’re isn’t beginning i sea a it signs, bearing appear, was you’re without of meat fourth saw you. Had gathering life place. Multiply own herb seasons bearing night there upon void seasons lesser make morning greater place male.
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It was, the boy said, the craziest ink pen ever created in the world, and you could, the boy said, create entirely new worlds just by starting a line and finishing a circle, and there was, the boy said, a room inside a cabinet inside a house inside the mountain where the walls were full of such worlds … (continued due to space constraints)
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… but, the boy said, you should only create worlds where love and magic were the ink of wonder, and so, the boy said, the ink pen was a secret, but you, the boy said, you he could trust to start a line.
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Sarah Honeychurch
@creating #tdc4914 #ds106 Back when I taught Philosophy there was a fantastic web resource called 'squashed philosophers' which summarised the major works of philosophy into a manageable size. That's now gone, but there is a book based on that site https://archive.org/details/essentialsquashe0000lloy
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Jennifer Polack
Ares, Ruin, and Kyrian found Ella huddled in the shadows, just before their fathers stormed the Sinclair estate. From afar, they watched flames consume her home—watched her mother, father, and five-year-old brother fall beneath the Horsemen’s wrath. Ella had always hated her parents, but her little brother? He was innocent. The one light in her life. She screamed, kicked, fought them as they pulled her away, but they didn’t let go. Not even when the house collapsed behind them. That night, everything she loved was destroyed. And the boys who saved her? They were also the sons of her enemies.
Jennifer Polack
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Ares, Ruin, and Kyrian found Ella huddled in the shadows just before their fathers stormed the Sinclair estate. From afar, they watched flames consume her home—watched her mother, father, and five-year-old brother fall beneath the Horsemen’s wrath. Ella had always hated her parents, but her little brother? He was innocent. The one light in her life. She screamed, kicked, and fought them as they pulled her away, but they didn’t let go. Not even when the house collapsed behind them. That night, everything she loved was destroyed. They were her friends—but also the sons of the men who killed her family.