Flash Fiction

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  • Aug 9, 2017 She’d made a poor job of hiding the damage Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Heimert halted, grimacing, hands itching at the ship’s papered walls. Stars guide. Who knew what grim it held. Family ships. The ship’s co-owner, Esta, turned to him. “A bit different in design, but works. Worth the glit.” Worth scrapping. Heimert stepped forward, a panel shifted. Loose floors were for ... continue reading
  • Aug 2, 2017 I'm not really surprised that you murdered him Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. What a waste. My scythe thumped on the floor dour and final, gaining the two new spirits attention. “You poisoned the brandy?” “Is that how. . . ” she said. He raised his hands in defense or to ward off evil (as if I was) but shoved himself through ... continue reading
  • Jul 26, 2017 I was sad to see that he still existed Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. My machine powered down until only the clocks ticking remained. I draped my gloves over the controls. I was back. It was done. “Ma’am!” Cisha said as I exited the workshop. She hastily balanced the tray of dirty dishes she carried. “Was there company?” I asked. “These?” She shook her ... continue reading
  • Jul 19, 2017 They've done frightful things. Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. “They’ve done frightful things,” Edrea said pointing at the imp on the candle. The creature grinned at me though whether from delighting in warmth or the desire to bite me I couldn’t say. Edrea falling back murmuring her prayers. Probably to bite me then. I leaned closer. “Thank you for bringing it here” ... continue reading
  • Jul 12, 2017 If we stick to the story, they can't prove anything Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. “What kind of idiotic proposal is that?” The other genii nodded in the various mirrors. “A workable kind. If we remain united.” Ozzara quipped. Kibbaa said “There are some magics worth protecting.” Zuda, the eldest, nodded. Barely perceptible against his bottle’s chaotic color scheme. “Sothin should’ve remained silent.” I glared at that genie. Telling a ... continue reading
  • Jul 5, 2017 The footsteps were moving away Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. The footsteps were moving away. Pity. Abandoning the shadows, I reclined against the wall, a shadow in the torches light, and waited. One guard looked back and I winked before ducking away and to my next cover. He hollered alerting his mates. Several more glimpses and disappearing acts later and they burst ... continue reading
  • Jun 28, 2017 It was as if she didn't understand the concept of "shut up" Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Pushing Deena to the wall I shielded her from sight with my bulk. covering her mouth with my hand. Still, she continued murmuring even muffled, belying this as a lover’s rendezvous. Unless I was incompetent. I’m not. They bought it. Their footsteps squelched away through the uncobbled street’s muck. I stepped away. ... continue reading
  • Jun 21, 2017 Find some proof that she's betrayed you Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Footsteps. Ian sprang from the ground moving further away from the door into the shadows. An eternity, probably minutes, later the lock clicked open. Avril materialized in the doorway, as usual. “You wanted to speak with me?” “I don’t belong here.” He moved from the shadows. “You know she did this. Don’t ... continue reading
  • Jun 14, 2017 It was a snowy morning when Mother revealed her true identity Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Quiet. I’d always found winter quiet, but never like this. Reaching out I touched the flake suspended closest to me. It melted. Oh Mother. Her age, the cares of the farm, everything was gone. The snowflakes coalesced around her. A cloak blinding to see. Winter’s radiance and wrath. “Did you think I would ... continue reading
  • Jun 7, 2017 His car was crawling quietly along the street Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Glass crunching under my heal I peered out. The hunter’s car was crawling quietly along the street. The engine’s rumbled low. A hand touched me and I drew back, kneeling. Barely able to reach, Myeong’s fingers brushed my forehead. He’s pursues still. I nodded. Lying to a telepath was pointless. Go. He’ll ... continue reading

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