Flash Sentry Is Not a Hero
In a flash, i charged forward with full acceleration. my spear thrust forth, with definite precision. just before the impact on luna's behind, i closed the distance to the falling balloon. sliding on the floor, i placed my weapon on its path.
Pages From a Dog’s Diary #3
It really doesn't take much - a warm space under the kitchen table, the simmering kettle on the polished stove - Mrs Grant's quiet humming of a popular song.You could also say, it takes a whole lot, but mostly it's the sum of tiny things that makes...
Pages From a Dog’s Diary #2
**Pages From a Dog's Diary #2** There is a strange old house on Thistle lane. I've always believed it was vacant, but today I saw something that makes me stop and look at the curious house, whenever I pass by; if for just a moment. The house...
Protectors Of Aeron City Part 2(Flash Story Series)
The next part of my flash story series: the <> mark where i ended writing for that day. let me know what you think! "o.k., there's something i have to ask before this thing goes any further." "what?..."
FlashFic: After the Funeral
He lies dozing in my arms, finally having cried his fill. I still pet the pup's long, silken headfur tenderly, wishing that I could take away from him some of the pain, but knowing that pain at least as well as himself. It's not an easy thing, losing...
TLOS Overgrown dragonfly
flash asked caring as he saw nina moving her wings a bit awkwardly. "yes i'm fine flash" she said her jaws clenched a bit from the pain. "nina" flash said softly.
The Young Fox
Is the death of his mother the young fox's fault? And does it even matter? Is she somewhere now, watching her son cower from the fury of thundering clouds? And does she know he risks the lightning to sleep where the hunters had killed her? Why does the...
Regarding Carrion Diets
#1 of flash fiction written in response to a writing prompt. this slice-of-slice tale provides a little commentary of how a society of anthropomorphic critters might view the eating habits of scavengers. particularly crows. enjoy!
Betrayal at it's Finest
Our eyes meet for only a flash. the tension can be felt in the air, tight as a guitar's string. i breath in feeling the metal trigger with my fingerpad. from my point of view neither of us was going to back down.
Ode to the Pirate Queen Jezebel
At fur the 'more, there was a flash fiction (<1,000 words) contest. this was my entry, though i'm not sure if it actually got submitted...
March of Progress - Rainfurrest 2013 Flash Fiction
March of Progress Murphy raised the whiskey glass to his snout again. His claw wanted to tighten around it, but he feared he might break the glass. Cuts were the last thing the alligator needed now, with his leg already aching like a son of a...
All These Feelings. Part Four.
Wow, its been awhile since I actually had time to write. This is a short section I guess, mainly because I didnt have much time to write. I tried to power out as much I could with the little time I had. Sorry if there are alot of errors but I didnt...