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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-“
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Category: Flash Fiction
Pearls & Roses
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”Frostbite
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!
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Maine, 1905 – “Mother, when is Papa coming home?” Eight-year-old Phoebe asked, her hazel eyes full of innocent curiosity.
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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.
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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.
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Hartford, Connecticut, 1988 — “Mommy, why is there money in here?” Connor asked, standing on his toes to peer over the edge to a water fountain.
Continue reading “Connor & The Wishing Fountain”Daisies & Questions
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Hartford, Connecticut, 1987 — Margaret kept herself to the picnic table furthest from everyone else. Despite the other parents at the park having no knowledge of her history, she wasn’t willing to spill everything to total strangers.
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England countryside, 1919 – I should not have come.
He looked up at the windows on the second floor, blue eyes watching as guests meandered by, oblivious to the recovering, broken soldier beneath them.
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They called him Subject Zero.
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