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Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from Fyrecon's Fyretober Writing Prompt 2023-10-02

Day 2: It’s Alive

Aliza looked up from beneath the edge of her quilt to the jar glowing faintly blue in the darkness of her bedroom. A jar her mother had left there before departing for the evening with father. A light left to guard her through the long hours. A light too dim to see her room by.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from Fyrecon's Fyretober Writing Prompt 2023-10-01

Day 1: New Friends

Franlin sighed relieved when the pod’s door swept open. Tarin rushed red and wheezing from having run. She glanced at the clock. “You shouldn’t have taken the time to shut the experiments down. You cut that too close.”

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: My life isn’t as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look

Glamourous Outlaws

“And this is the bunkroom,” Alessia clapped her hand on the rough wood bunkbed post turning to face Maria Josephine Ziegler. How she’d let Ollie talk her into touring Josephine about while she spoke with the Professor only the desert sun knew.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: She'd buried the memory

Lucky Day

Detective Sloane flinched, stepping backward even as the darkness engulfed her. Her mind screamed that the bio helm wouldn’t hold against this thing, this living darkness. Gasping ina breath, Sloane held it and closed her eyes.

Unlucky Touch

“Is that a challenge?”

Detective Sloan slapped her hands over ears ringing with the discordant buzz of the creature’s voice and from how hard she’d hit herself. Curling over, she winced.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: So far, it had cropped up in five different towns

Lucky One

Five towns. So far, the outbreak had crept up in five towns. Detective Sloane stared at the halo map, still not seeing any pattern. In each location where the outbreak had cropped up, responders had only found unconscious citizens.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: Under the ledge where he sat

Lunch Break

Engines rumbled as if the machines had grown impatient under the ledge where he sat, but still Hawne would not be moved. He happily munched his sandwich and ignored the chiming comm unit.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: People said she was just a librarian

Powerful

Gathar stumbled to a stop within the doors of the citadel’s central chamber. He blinked at Lysabel sitting on a bench in the center of the room, a scarf wrapped about her face.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: The scent of lavender was overwhelming

Lingering Scents

Sahri stopped on the palace steps and scowled up at the walls which soft sand in dawn’s light. She’d spent a blissful month absent and didn’t relish the desperate summons which had drawn her back.

Author Jenna Eatough's Flash Fiction Story from writing prompt: She put a bet on my buddies

A Wager’s Consequences

Ropes burned across my arms as I twisted on the table. The twice blasted sorceress stood beside her bowl. The water reflected light onto her face.

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Day 2: It’s Alive

Day 1: New Friends

Glamourous Outlaws

Lucky Day

Unlucky Touch

Lucky One

Lunch Break

Powerful

Lingering Scents

A Wager’s Consequences

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