If we stick to the story, they can't prove anything

Wishes

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. “What kind of idiotic proposal is that?” The other genii nodded in the various mirrors. “A workable kind. If we remain united.” Ozzara quipped. Kibbaa said “There are some magics…
It was as if she didn't understand the concept of "shut up"

Dissonant

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. Pushing Deena to the wall I shielded her from sight with my bulk. covering her mouth with my hand. Still, she continued murmuring even muffled, belying this as a lover’s…
Find some proof that she's betrayed you

Betrayal

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. Footsteps. Ian sprang from the ground moving further away from the door into the shadows. An eternity, probably minutes, later the lock clicked open. Avril materialized in the doorway, as…
It was a snowy morning when Mother revealed her true identity

Snowfall

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. Quiet. I’d always found winter quiet, but never like this. Reaching out I touched the flake suspended closest to me. It melted. Oh Mother. Her age, the cares of the…
We had to do something immediately or just after dessert

Dessert

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 associates’ conversations abated as my butler entered. Ignoring my glower, Kenneth strode forward. Dabbing the corners of my mouth, I rose nodding to my tablemates. Moving to the chamber’s…
As I put my hand on the handle

Hope

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. The ship thrummed, vibrating my bones and worsening. Decks should’ve scorched. Wasn’t hell hot? This was spacer’s purgatory. A chill to steal breathe. Still, hope lay through the door. As…
Little things seemed to matter an awful lot to them

Little Things

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…