#100WW - June 10, 2026
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100 word story
Write something that moves us in exactly 100 words, inspired by the photo above!
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- Precisely 100 words (title excluded)
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100 Word Wednesday
Write something that moves us, and tell an entire story with only 100 words. Most importantly, share a story that begs to be read and reread!
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2 thoughts on “#100WW – June 10, 2026”
The Search
They’re seated side by side, close but not intimate, at a relationship impasse.
Each stare towards the horizon, the demarcation of sea and sky lost in mist.
Each hope that out of the fog will come an answer.
Each unsure of the question.
Centuries ago, wanderlust drove others to go where the sun sets, in search of knowledge, glory and riches.
Now, Google, AI and satellites tell us what’s out there, yet deep existential uncertainties remain unanswered.
Who am I?
Where is home?
What is my purpose?
And above all, do I love you enough?
Can we work it out?
Shipwrecked
They’d walked the blustery coastal path in silence, breaking at a rocky outcrop. A storm caught Mark unaware, but Sarah had forecast it.
“It’s over,” she’d said. Words that hung heavier than the rocks they sat on.
Avoiding his startled gaze, she’d looked toward the horizon, where a grey sky and a greyer sea became one.
“Is there someone else?”
“No,” she replied, as the wind whipped a curtain of hair across her face.
Wheeling gulls cried as Mark’s tears melded with the windswept salt spray.
He didn’t argue. He only stared out to sea, drifting like an unmoored ship.