Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. My arms scrapped across the ground as an arrow twanging above me. I shoved myself back up, stumbling into a run. “You’ve been chasing for two weeks already. Let it…
A Sign
Javi leaned against his staff. He was at a crossroads still the signs refused to speak. Thumping his staff, dust plumed again drifting nowhere. Figured.
Certainty
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. A cool cloth pressed against Ilynn’s wound. She jerked away, fingers flexing for her missing hilt. “Come,” he said. “Why censure my aid?” “Your price’s too high.” She backed further…
Patience
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. At last. She straightened as Chid appeared from within the Copper Shield. He paused looking behind, blast him. Hadn’t he wasted enough time? At least the fool turned back .…
Lurid Pink Sparkles
“What do you mean he's escaped? Find him!” Grinning, I squelched further into the moat’s shadows tucking away the amulet.
Haphazard Wings
Hands shaking, Roarke grabbed the decanter. His head jerked as a crash sounded elsewhere. Silence followed.
Good.
Childlike Simplicity
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. He regarded Ian standing stiffly, uncertainly across from him. Fine, a different approach was needed, one with childlike simplicity. “We can recover,” he said, “In fact, the instrument to push…
Mirror and Lies
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Twisting through rocks, I felt afraid of what we might find. Not the mirror. I’d hide it, but it’s reflections were . . . unpredictable. Would it keep my secret?…
Bad Day
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. Arm tucked behind his back, her chamberlain escorted Celia’s guest in. Sludge dripped, no, sloughed off Kimball with each step. His equipment was ruined. The clothing was tatters held together…
Pretenders
Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution. She leaned forward in her thrown as Ceithin was dragged before her. Obviously, she had overestimated him. There hadn’t even been time to give word of his assault. He skid…