Writing Prompt #8 - "The Grove"
Under the weeping branches of the great Phigienohr sat a figure in quiet repose. What they were contemplating, who could say but them. Such was their focus, however, that an observer might have understandably mistaken them for a statue, or perhaps a...
Protectors Of Aeron City Part 2(Flash Story Series)
"O.K., there's something I have to ask before this thing goes any further." "What?..." Mishra asked as we stepped past the reception desk and out into the plaza that sat outside the building. "Please don't take this the wrong way, but... I've...
Writing Prompt #4: Invocation
Type: Text words letters Length: \< 750 words Description: A short mystery scene featuring an anthropomorphic character in a bespoke, eerie setting realizing that something or someone amidst their surroundings is very wrong, and that some part of...
Making Tracks (full version)
I noticed the footprint the other day. It wasn't like any I had seen around here before, and piqued my curiosity, the print having crushed some of the underbrush down into the mud very clearly. I started paying a little more attention each time I went...
Cosmic Stars - Chapter Eight
Sunlight nearly blinded the ermine when he stepped out from the tunnel in the side of the mountain. Once his eyes adjusted to the sunlight, he was able to see the small structure built among the trees. The two leaders of the planet's survivors were...
"Necklace in the Bottle"
She gripped the weapon firmly in her paws, spinning about just in time to see the flash of a maw full of teeth. the mirromy deftly sidestepped the shark-like maw and lashed out with the sharp edge of the spear.
Flash Fiction Contest Entry at FurtheMore2019
Title: Retirement The sound from the explosion was deafening. All around him OWO sector agent Brian, codenamed 043, could see the fortress breaking apart and falling into the cliffside sea below. This was hardly new to the experienced gazelle. He had...
Making Tracks (edited version)
I noticed the footprint the other day. It wasn't like any I had seen around here, the print having crushed some of the underbrush down into the mud clearly. I started paying a little more attention each time I went out, and a few days later I found...
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...
Flash Sentry Is Not a Hero
I glanced around the perimeter but detected no imminent threats. Even though the coast seemed clear, I knew danger could be lurking from any corner of the reception hall and even from outside of the imperial palace. Part of me would welcome the...
Ode to the Pirate Queen Jezebel
She lived by the sea and never knew What a fateful day might bring But twenty years past she first met the crew Of the buccaneer ship _Daring_. Her house, ransacked, herself, besnatched While her parents were out for the day She soon beheld a...
A Mismatched Seaside Heaven
Sadie considered the smell of the fresh salt-sea air to be one of the most exquisite scents in the world. There was something about the scent of the ocean that comforted her as she rested on the warm sand of the beach. Combined with the soft sound of...