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…
Certainty was overrated

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…
At last her patience was paying off

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 .…
A different approach was needed, one with childlike simplicity

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…
He'd had a bad day

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…
She had overestimated him

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…