Salem, Massachusetts, October 1692 – Twigs snapped underfoot. Branches were pushed aside. She stumbled over an exposed tree root, and would have fallen had not her husband’s hand shot out and grabbed her arm.
Continue reading “Escape From Salem”And here, we have the sassypants known as Isaac & Sarah from my Beauty & The Beast/Sleepy Hollow mashup-retelling taking place during the American Revolutionary War.
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Continue reading “Nothing Is What You Think It Is”Back in January, I posted this for part of Fairy Tale Central’s Snow Queen month. At some point between then and now, I got around to writing a sequel-ish of sorts.
And now, you all get to see it. Because cliffhangers really aren’t fair.
Continue reading “The Mirror”Federal Way, Washington, 2007 — Darkness swirled around him as he pried his eyes open. He blinked, the room coming into view with what little light filtered through the blinds.
Continue reading “Unwanted Memories”
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Tacoma, Washington, 2007 — Kelly yawned as she pushed open the door to the office with her foot. “Hey, Michaels, do we have any-“
Continue reading “It’s Never Cliché…”
Well, it looks like I’m definitely caving on postponing the flash fics. Today’s fic features the characters of Zero and Five, the characters in Subjected, a flash fic I posted last August. In that one, they were about 15-16. This one features them as adults, maybe 23-24.
Continue reading “Pearls & Roses”
Alright, so I’m caving on the postponing of flash fics thing. This time, it’s a little different. This fic is inspired by the writing prompt that Arielle of Fairy Tale Central posts each month for their featured fairytale!
Continue reading “Frostbite”
Maine, 1905 – “Mother, when is Papa coming home?” Eight-year-old Phoebe asked, her hazel eyes full of innocent curiosity.
Continue reading “Lost At Sea”
Hartford, Connecticut, 1989 — Six-year-old Connor rushed into his room, closing the door behind him. He tossed his backpack onto the floor, then climbed onto his bed and reached for the piggy bank on his dresser.
Continue reading “A Child’s Gift”
Hartford, Connecticut, 1988 – Trembling, five-year-old Connor raced out of the darkened bathroom, leaving the faucet running. Desperate for any source of light, he ran without bothering to carefully spread his arms out in front of him to make sure he wouldn’t bump into a wall.
Continue reading “Lights Out”
