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Photo Story #30

150 guests. He’d sprung it on her two nights ago. She was so tired of mingling and small talk with these people she didn’t even like. 16 more words

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Flash Fiction: Aya's flight.

Aya clung to the rock.  Her thoughts were bleak. Is this it? The end?  She was tired of running.

Her vision was spectacular. A trait she cursed now as she watched the red spectre creeping relentlessly towards her. 315 more words

Ireland

Harboring Indians

The house is all but one room. It stands as though under authority of magic. The house is a modernist relic – four walls of unshuttered glass. 2,239 more words

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Photo Story #29

There had been first days of school. A first lost tooth and that first trip to the movies by herself. But none as magical as that first date with her first boyfriend and those first roses, fresh from his mom’s garden.

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Gone

He has been so down lately and I just don’t know what to do. I can’t stop thinking about him and love him with all of my heart. 695 more words

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Incoming

So no placing this week at Flash! Friday, though unsurprising due to the level of entries that were submitted. The theme this week was to include an alien and, of course, the obligatory photo prompt to stir the creative juices. 203 more words

Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: The Necromancer (773 words)

 

THE NECROMANCER

Welcome to my castle. It is a castle, well it’s my castle, although I know it isn’t a real castle, just a very big house. 774 more words

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