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Tag Archives: flash fiction
Ouch the couch! by Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto
‘Do you see that picture over there?’ The patient looked up at the opposite wall and nodded. ‘I want you now to close your eyes, and answer the questions that I throw at you, Ok?’ Another nod of the head … Continue reading
The King Of Lies by Isabel Caves #writephoto
High in the sky, in the Kingdom of Lies, the King of Lies sat waiting. He waited on a throne of utter hogwash. Everything in the kingdom was born of a lie. The king himself was made up of all … Continue reading
Broken
The silence weighed heavy, the break in communication punctuated only by the ticking of the great mahogany clock. “Speak to me,” he whispered. “What is it that you need to tell me?” She looked at him, pale and beautiful as … Continue reading
Thursday photo prompt – Gold #writephoto
Use the image below to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT) Wednesday 5th April and link back to this post with a pingback. Please make sure that … Continue reading
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Tagged fantasy, fiction, flash fiction, humour, imagination, mystery, short story, symbolism, writing challenge, writing prompt
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Photo prompt round-up – Empty #writephoto
The photo for this week’s prompt was taken early one morning as we took the long way north for one of the Silent Eye’s Living Land weekends in Ilkley last year. For some reason, the route we had chosen headed … Continue reading
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Tagged fantasy, fiction, flash fiction, humour, imagination, mystery, short story, symbolism, writing challenge, writing prompt
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A mysterious discovery by Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto
Anita loved her early morning walks. It helped that her house was the last abutting the forested area that stretched out over more than a few acres and beyond leading up to the river. She would wake up at the … Continue reading
Empty by Hayley R. Hardman #writephoto
When the moors were empty, it made them far better to walk upon, Wish decided. There weren’t noisy children running around or dogs barking or horses clopping everywhere. There was just the wind blowing through the dry grasses and heather. … Continue reading
Empty by Ritu #writephoto
It wasn’t often that she got to the beach ahead of the rest of the crowds, but today was one of those days. The morning mists were just clearing, and the sun was starting to shine. Looking at the empty … Continue reading
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Tagged #writephoto, beach, blog, Blog Post, Blogger, blogging, Empty, flash fiction, ghosts
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Microfiction #writephoto: Starting over by Jane Dougherty
Fifty years after the end of the conflict, the wasteland showed only the barest trace of green. The bodies were gone, bleached bones covered in dry, shifting earth. No vegetation anchored it, and winds blew the earth from drift to … Continue reading
Empty from Of Glass and Paper #writephoto
I woke up in the open: behind me the sun was setting, and I could see, on the ground ahead of me, the shadow of a large tree. Some old wreckage appeared half buried, atop a small tumulus, and beyond … Continue reading
