Smoke and Shadow was originally posted on my Instagram account based on a flash fiction prompt by Emily Barnett on Instagram. This wasn’t what I meant to happen. The words echoed in my head as I watched smoke rise from the flaming ruin of my home. I asked for freedom. I didn’t intend to get …
My Mermaids: Flash Fiction The wave surged up into Montserrat’s lap, knocking her back on the sand. She screwed her eyes shut and coughed as the water rushed over her face then slid back down into the ocean. Montserrat got to her feet, brushing wet sand off her legs. She didn’t want to be knocked …
The interior of the cave was more beautiful than she imagined. It was made entirely of crystal, some translucent and others in shades of blue and purple. The beam of her flashlight hit the crystal and refracted in a hundred different directions. A smile stretched across her face as she stared, enraptured. She learned that …
The beast’s hot breath washed over Maria’s face, fogging her glasses. Now blinded, her terror grew. She knew the werewolf’s fangs were mere inches from her face, but she could no longer see them. Massive paws pressed her shoulders into the ground, while rocks and sticks dug into her. Maria tried to push the werewolf …
It was like the gates of hell opened as the battle broke out. Swords flashed, metal screeched and rang. The air filled with grunts and bellows and screams. It was blazing hot. Sweat fell from Peter’s face in fat drops and soaked his shirt under his armour. This battle was one of many that would …
The girls met at the end of the dark hallway. “Having second thoughts?” Lydia teased, because Averie looked nervous. Averie shot Lydia a quick smile. The moonlight shone through the window and gleamed against her dark hair. “Of course not. I’m with you.” Lydia smiled and took Averie’s hand. Together the girls crept down the …
We held hands as the world ended. It was quite a show. We sat on your roof and watched the meteors fall and fires burn through the city. Whistle, flash, impact. You coughed from the dust and smoke. I unwound the scarf from my neck and wrapped it around you. You smiled at me, but …
There is a monster in the house. Nobody senses it but me. It creeps along the floor as a malevolent shadow. I tuck my hands and feet inside my blanket cocoon. If the monster grabs hold, it will pull me beneath the bed and through the void to its world where untold terrors await me. …
At first nothing could be seen. Then the barest twitch. The petals peeled slowly back as the newborn faeries emerged from their flower cradles. Heads, shoulders, torsos in unnatural colours of milk white, pitch black, verdant green, and deep rose. The four faeries yawned and stretched as their eyelids fluttered open to take their first …
The wind billowed the girl’s skirt and set the flowers around her to gentle swaying. She stood in her grandfather’s tulip field as the blooms bobbed around her in rows of yellow, red, orange, and pink. The sky was a brilliant blue with cotton candy clouds scudding overhead. It should have looked like a painting. …