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Tag Archives: flash fiction
Afar ~ Cheryl #writephoto
Mary saw it in a dream. A perfect scene, with all the elements she loved. It was only a dream, the same one every night, of a meeting. She would be sitting there by the tree, autumn leaves falling around … Continue reading
Afar ~ Leanne Lieu #writephoto
Terri and Jay were touring the countryside on a chilly wintry day. With scarves over their noses and holding hands, they could not risk being motionless. “I want you to know that if I die of hypothermia, I do not … Continue reading
Lure of the Hills ~ Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto
Sheena loved the hills. Her earliest memories were of her on a train as it whistled past the verdant countryside. Seated in her corner window seat, and surrounded by an army of squealing and giggling siblings and cousins twice and … Continue reading
Afar ~ Di #writephoto
She could see them in the distance, just a spec on the horizon, instinct calling them home. Every year she watched for them from afar, knowing they would come in their hundreds to the breeding grounds of their ancestors and … Continue reading
Afar ~ Honoré Dupuis #writephoto
“Thus, what you are saying is that for years the government has had this beautiful valley reserved to store nuclear stuff?” “Well, first of all, none of this is to reach the media, do you understand? This is highly sensitive … Continue reading
Thursday photo prompt: Afar #writephoto
Welcome to this week’s writephoto prompt. You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up, which was published earlier today. Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or … Continue reading
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Tagged fantasy, fiction, flash fiction, Humour, imagination, mystery, short story, symbolism, writing prompt
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Photo prompt round-up: Light #writephoto
* Winter’s heart opens Frosting the world with magic A delicate touch Boughs limned in pristine beauty Accepting the gift of light * The photo for this week’s prompt was taken in the woods at Ashridge last winter. It was … Continue reading
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Tagged fantasy, fiction, flash fiction, Humour, imagination, mystery, short story, symbolism, writing prompt
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If You Go Down To The Woods Today… Geoff Le Pard #writephoto
If Jerome Corbel needed inspiration, and lately he’d needed a lot his allotment was his go to happy place. But Donald McJohn was a persistent little bugger and when he said, ‘Walk with me’, even suggesting you were worried that … Continue reading
Light ~ Roberta Eaton #writephoto
I decided to introduce a poltergeist into my currently nameless Boer War supernatural historical novel. This is an unedited extract: “You may let loose some sort of bad spirit or phantom into your home,” Michelle repeats dumbly. She stares at … Continue reading
