Flash Fiction – Page 35 – Mist Glen Moon

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?

After the incident with the otters was resolved I felt a lot better

Rodents and Cowards

I rubbed my eyes, trying to get them focused. Who knew rodents could cause such a ruckus? My boots thudding as I swung my feet onto the desk. Thankfully that was over.

Flickering Stars

Silence. Nadina turned to check the reading and confirm the channel closed, but the screen blurred as her mind raced.

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.

Change Dawning

Flame burst from the rock when she stood on the cliff’s edge. Hayden glanced at their group. The others were pointing to the city below. The skyscrapers cutting through fog that was itself a brilliant blaze of swilling light was captivating. He turned back and looked at the woman.

Ripples

Happy New Year! With the first being on a Wednesday, this year we’re kicking off with flash fiction on the first day. Here’s to a new year of stories. I glanced at Thomas. He’d look exceptionally calm to others, but I saw the tension. His hands gripped his cane too tightly. His shoulders were drawn…

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…

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On Cherry Blossom Moons

Obvious Suspect

Rodents and Cowards

Flickering Stars

Joke Struck

Red Moon

Done

Change Dawning

Ripples

Death Plague: Day 5

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