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Flash Fiction Mayhem
Prepare yourself, here are a handful of extremely brief snippets of fiction for your reading leisure.
Her adventure first began when she discovered her aunt's letters. A thin layer of dust covered a single image of a fae dancing in twilight.
Topping the news tonight, midwest farmers complain of massive chickenadoes devestating their farmland. Experts claim these odd events are creating a new type of fruit ---the cheepberry. "I highly suspect fowl play," said lead author Wendy May.
Todd scowled. "You couldn't have beat me in PVP, you're just a girl!"
Julia smirked. "Real skill isn't based on gender but hard work and daily practice. Next time, get on my level."
He threw his controller to the arena floor and stormed out.
"Eyes of sapphire blue; the lifeless color of the grave. The blood within her veins flows as if made of sheets of frigid ice. A single teardrop frozen upon her cheek. Run, if you may see her, run. Nothing good comes of encountering a winter fae." - Robert the one-eyed bandit.
Her adventure first began when she discovered her aunt's letters. A thin layer of dust covered a single image of a fae dancing in twilight.
Topping the news tonight, midwest farmers complain of massive chickenadoes devestating their farmland. Experts claim these odd events are creating a new type of fruit ---the cheepberry. "I highly suspect fowl play," said lead author Wendy May.
Todd scowled. "You couldn't have beat me in PVP, you're just a girl!"
Julia smirked. "Real skill isn't based on gender but hard work and daily practice. Next time, get on my level."
He threw his controller to the arena floor and stormed out.
"Eyes of sapphire blue; the lifeless color of the grave. The blood within her veins flows as if made of sheets of frigid ice. A single teardrop frozen upon her cheek. Run, if you may see her, run. Nothing good comes of encountering a winter fae." - Robert the one-eyed bandit.
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