Flash Fiction – Page 33 – Mist Glen Moon

Hidden in Snow

Metal wailed grating over stone. Shifra clamped her fingers into stone as her foot slipped. Her knee groaned as she straightened on the narrow ledge. Ahead the path twisted along the mountain. Thin, but passable. She’d let excited override her protective programming.

Fire Flight

Red light reflected in the tall grass whipping her arms as she ran. Heat seared her lungs as smoke scraped her throat. About her rose staccato of panic feet accompanied by carts rumbling along the distant path. A river of bodies brought equal in fleeing death.

Time’s Choice

The 6th anniversary of my flash fiction blog is here! 6 years ago today I wrote my first flash fiction and created my blog. Last year I started celebrating the anniversary with a story of time. This year I decided that celebrating time passing with another chapter to the time story from last year was…

Interference’s Reward

Alessia stopped at the door, a shutter gripped in either hand, mouth dropping open. Timothy glanced up from the bench he was slouched on as she entered. The was a scratch under his left eye, which was decidedly on the colorful side of normal. Had he been brawling?

I wish I could tell you that the werewolves survived

Changing Views

Melech tapped his fingers against his other hand’s palm, his pacing accompanied by the rhythmic whirring of the machinery around him. But never the chirp he wanted. Needed. He glared at the comms unit. There should have been something by now.

The house dwarfed everything in the street

Blending Out

Ride shook her head in disbelief. She hadn’t needed to worry about spotting Jamas’ house. Technically, he had followed the restrictions from the Otdun Council. Technically.

Another Damnation

Isabelle frowned at the intricate, deep red lines covering the length of her arms and forced her bile down. Weeks now and she still couldn’t stand the sight. Her bare arms bare a constant reminder of her deal. A reminder Luther Roe relished in, her preferences be damned.

Wolf Mother

Happy Mother’s Day! Mom’s coming in all varieties and personalities. Whatever type you or your mom may be, celebrate in their unique flavor. Today I have a flash fiction about one tough momma. Kalini scrapped her hand over the rough bark of a fallen trunk as she vaulted over. The winds carried a mournful howl,…

Conversation’s End

Gravel churned beneath as I fled to the forest. Behind me the castle soared on the horizon, a dream turned nightmare. I wish I’d never spoken with him. Now, I didn’t even have his name to curse.

Need

“Gneron K75?” Sienna stopped kneading the dough and stared at me like I’d gone mad. She huffed a breath trying to blow a stray lock from her face. A week ago, I would have agreed with her. But that was last week.

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Hidden in Snow

Fire Flight

Time’s Choice

Interference’s Reward

Changing Views

Blending Out

Another Damnation

Wolf Mother

Conversation’s End

Need

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