Happy St. Patrick’s Day! I’m celebrating with a longer flash fiction inspired by mythology. I hope you enjoy and have a great day and all the rest you wish. Keelan drummed his fingers over the back of the other hand, following the rhythm of the tapping echoing through his home. He should have known better…
Dark Hunts
Bolting through the woods, branches wiped Eand’s face, adding cuts to those already stinging. Boot caught beneath a root, twisting his ankle and dropping him. His hands scrapped branches and dirt, adding more injuries.
Beyond
Metal rattled crashing against stone. Legedon jerked, pushing himself to his knees. Other heads popped up trying to spot the clamor as well.
Leverage
Happy President’s day! For this holiday I’ve got a flash fiction for your that takes a look at some less then lofty leadership, but not because she is incompetent. The farmhouse creaked behind her as she stepped off the deck. Her hands clutched her white skirts, simultaneously preventing her from tripping and giving her something…
On Cherry Blossom Moons
Valentine’s Day 2020 is here! To celebrate I have a new story for you all. May you find your cherry blossom moon today. Trire breathed in the fragrance of cherry blossoms clinging to her tongue. They were ready. But was she? She stretched reaching for the lowest branches of the cherry tree, covered in blossoms.…
Obvious Suspect
I tapped my lips pondering the flames. While I thought they accentuated the gray brick brilliantly, I knew most wouldn’t agree. How had this happened?
Joke Struck
Alyssum Silkmist’s wings fluttered as she landed on the branch a moment before kicking off and hovering above. A human woman sat sobbing on the forest floor. She didn’t belong.
Red Moon
Ederon’s boot scuffed the floor’s tiles as he paced. “We must do something.” He exclaimed for the hundredth time in the last hourglass turning.
Done
Sunlight blinded me momentarily as my hood was yanked back. Closing one eye, I squinted with the other up at the guard next to me. “She’s here.” The man gripped my arm. Hooves thudded on the dry ground as a mounted group rushed toward me, more motion in the sea of people seeking refuge in the city.
Death Plague: Day 5
Morale was low today, even with the improvements in the ventilation system overnight. I don’t know what the techs did but the quieted the rattling, allowing for more peaceful slumbering throughout the colony. Today though. Today the silence seemed worse than the rattle. The colony was quiet, and no one seemed eager to engage with…