Vamble
My three drabbles for vamble, a Trifecta of three 2-part prompts.
PROMPT- song and dance
The dance
100 words
The dance begins. Figures weave around each other, a hand clasps another, firm and assured as they struggle together.
They move in sync, parts of a whole; characters in a tale told too many times.
One ducks, they turn, advance towards each other and they meet with the clap of flesh against flesh.
Ville hears his own music, the soundtrack to their seduction. He clasps Bam close, a press of forms before he retreats, turning from the dance and their demise.
They pause. Stilted figures outside the music. Time passes, the song shifts. Bam advances and the dance begins again.
PROMPT- Dinner and a movie
Dinner and a movie
100 words
They are as far from normal as it’s possible to be, constantly aware of the phantom of fame watching
At times they push the boundaries, chafing from the restrictions their fame constructs, they push towards the elusive ‘normal’ neither has ever known before -but have chased with the parade of women that promise it unknowingly.
So in silence they take a perverse thrill sharing a mean, glances stolen across the expanse of a table-top, then sit stiffly side by side in a darkened cinema, memorising each other’s breaths and living like everyone else for a change. Playing at being normal.
PROMPT- Saints and sinners
Saints and Sinners
100 words
They painted a beautiful image.
Bam lost in a crowd, the swarming mass of humanity like the sinners writhing in the put below. Shadowed and half obscured Bam gazed up towards the light and the glory of his friend and idol. Ville stood poised, head thrown back under the halo of a golden spotlight, eyes closed and lips parted and more glorious and holy than anything Bam has ever seen before.
And like a man before an altar, Bam opens himself, lays his sins bare before the glory of his saint, he prays -offering himself amidst the swarming faceless crowd.
PROMPT- song and dance
The dance
100 words
The dance begins. Figures weave around each other, a hand clasps another, firm and assured as they struggle together.
They move in sync, parts of a whole; characters in a tale told too many times.
One ducks, they turn, advance towards each other and they meet with the clap of flesh against flesh.
Ville hears his own music, the soundtrack to their seduction. He clasps Bam close, a press of forms before he retreats, turning from the dance and their demise.
They pause. Stilted figures outside the music. Time passes, the song shifts. Bam advances and the dance begins again.
PROMPT- Dinner and a movie
Dinner and a movie
100 words
They are as far from normal as it’s possible to be, constantly aware of the phantom of fame watching
At times they push the boundaries, chafing from the restrictions their fame constructs, they push towards the elusive ‘normal’ neither has ever known before -but have chased with the parade of women that promise it unknowingly.
So in silence they take a perverse thrill sharing a mean, glances stolen across the expanse of a table-top, then sit stiffly side by side in a darkened cinema, memorising each other’s breaths and living like everyone else for a change. Playing at being normal.
PROMPT- Saints and sinners
Saints and Sinners
100 words
They painted a beautiful image.
Bam lost in a crowd, the swarming mass of humanity like the sinners writhing in the put below. Shadowed and half obscured Bam gazed up towards the light and the glory of his friend and idol. Ville stood poised, head thrown back under the halo of a golden spotlight, eyes closed and lips parted and more glorious and holy than anything Bam has ever seen before.
And like a man before an altar, Bam opens himself, lays his sins bare before the glory of his saint, he prays -offering himself amidst the swarming faceless crowd.