I held my hand near the glass feeling the heat radiating out as obscuring liquids rolled within. Birth should began in heat and muck.
Time
Cirani breathed as the cursor flashed on the line. Rubbing his eyes, he stared. One character? Was it that? He’d been searching for. . . “Time?” he asked.
North or South
“What’s our course?” Sem asked again. My eyes remained on the horizon as the ship heaved under me. I’d have to answer soon, but every second until then was precious. The cost though wouldn’t be mine. Whichever path I chose someone would be ruined.
Seen and Unheard
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Rolum’s hand twitched above the controls as screen light exposed Min’s pointless hesitation. “Left path.” She didn’t need his mantra. He’s watched her accepted his hint.…
Conversations
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Kelsey didn’t feel the chill proceeding him. He was just there, silent, robes disturbed by an unknowable breeze. She dropped the shotgun on the bed, crossing…
Those Left
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Wrenching my arm free, I turned from their imploring faces. “Back, Kinale.” I flung the epitaph at the gathered men. “She’s taken, only hours ago. She’s…
Beyond the Belt
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Clutching the dented mug, Marsa strained for a glimpse of rock or dust beyond the ship’s windows. Empty space greeted her. They were past the belt…
Gnats
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Why must gnats wake him? He snorted as the pressure beat against his side. Useless of course. He pulled himself from the floor (cold now anyways)…
Dust for Ship
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. Heimert halted, grimacing, hands itching at the ship’s papered walls. Stars guide. Who knew what grim it held. Family ships. The ship’s co-owner, Esta, turned to…
The Patience of Death
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. Here’s my contribution. What a waste. My scythe thumped on the floor dour and final, gaining the two new spirits attention. “You poisoned the brandy?” “Is that how. .…
