What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. “This is a joke.” I said throwing the paper back at them. They’d proposed targets, but half the names on…
Darkness in Light
What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Drumming his fingers, McGill inspected his… guest. The old woman’s fire was nearly out. Her eyes were dull and stared…
Secrets Revealed
Perdyn glared at Calder, accusingly. The same glower she’d gifted him and Yelena with when they’d been caught raiding the larder.
Secrets Found
Sorrell stammered reaching for his hood. Whatever the boy meant to hid was too late. Perdyn stiffened next to Calder. Calder tensed unsure of the shift in mood. Self-exile had drawbacks.
Sword Warden Past
What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Mele tensed as Yill grabbed her arm. “Mele, why did you come?” he demanded. Four year ago he would’ve known…
The Winds
What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Skerry braced himself at the wall, raised hand shielding his eyes. This night the wall was his alone. The guards…
Bookish
What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Melli gnawed her lip as she dusted keeping her back to the chamber. The dusty, old book was sitting there,…
Trapped Light
May the 4th be with you! What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. She checked the still doorway before returning to her task. Cobwebs tickled her fingers…
Plea
The silence hung awkwardly. Calder itched to turn toward her. They’d always shared joking looks, but not now. He couldn’t afford to indulge.
Uncrossed Bridges
Calder slouched against the bridge’s wood, impatiently tapping his fingers. She was late.
“Interesting definition of alone.” Her voice was more worn than he recalled.