Tag Archives: Flash Fiction

GutterBall

Meredith studied the pool table, studying the ways she could make a shot. She was stripes tonight. She had a slight lead, and felt like she could increase the gap, but that stupid blue ball over in the corner… it … Continue reading

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The Hot Chocolate Party

We are hosting a hot chocolate party. You’re invited! And you, and you, and even you too. This Saturday, come over at 7, and we’ll all drink some hot chocolate. What’s at a hot chocolate party, you say? Gallons and … Continue reading

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What Happened to Them?

“Ninety-seven bula berries, ninety-eight bula berries, ninety-nine bula berries… one hundred bula berries! Ready-hidden or not, here I come!” The Le-Matoran glanced up from the side of his hut, a grin upon his mask as he stared intently into the … Continue reading

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Mad With Desire

The market place was busy in the afternoon, but the maiden and the knight were able to walk through it uninterrupted. The watched each other faces as they walked, so occupied on their conversation that they paid no mind to … Continue reading

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Giving up a decision

He fumbled around with his hands, his lips following suit as he paced about. His hair stuck up in anticipation, low mumbles escaping his throat. It all seemed like nothing, but it was two things mashing up together into something, … Continue reading

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Rushed

Shuffling papers, strewn all about the desk. It would take a while before anything came together, but a while was not an option. They had to be organized, and organized NOW. Maybe though, if he picked just one up… one … Continue reading

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Escape

He landed the wrong way when the rubble collapsed on him. His body slammed on the floor, whiplash from the fall knocking his mask somewhere into the dust. It was impossible to see anything beyond the debris, and his dazed … Continue reading

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