Flash Fiction – Page 56 – Mist Glen Moon

Thief

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. My head snapped up as a frantic shout rang out above the markets…

He prepared himself for a riot when he read the will

Last Act

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. Roland knew there were celebrations and fireworks nationwide. Perhaps mourners. Doubtful, but perhaps.…

Rescued

Silence. Strange since it’d been, what, an hour, maybe two since noise had shattered his decades long solitude. Waiting for his heart to slow, Calder shoved the man off

Served Cold

“Why?” Spittle struck Calder’s brow. “Why? Because it was a freezing night when the natives took up arms.”

“I know. I was there when Yelena died.” His voice broke on her name.

Nameless

Reeling, Calder struggled to move. Blast, that’d been his good stool.

“Stop it.” Despite his head ringing, he heard Sorrell struggling with their attackers. A strike, a grunt, and Calder heard no more from the boy.

Filler

“And that’s when I said ‘Quick, hide behind the sofa.’ You should have seen—”

“What’s a sofa?” Calder shoved a stick into the fire scowling, hoping the man would not answer.

And Found

Outside the cabin, the wind howled through the trees. Inside, the pair sat in silence. Calder stabbed the fire scowling. He’d wasted too much wood. The stranger looked uncomfortable on Calder’s stool, overly large. Calder never had guests here, no need for two seats.

Forgotten

Throwing another log onto the fire, he pulled his tattered cloak close. The wind flowed through the walls as much as around. At least it wasn’t raining. The leaky roof could make some other night miserable.

Cursed

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. Jean shoved her spade turning more rocks than dirt. The neighboring farm didn’t…

He stared at the table trying to recall his attacker

Attached

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. He stared at the table trying to recall his attacker. His blood stained…

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Thief

Last Act

Rescued

Served Cold

Nameless

Filler

And Found

Forgotten

Cursed

Attached

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