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Tag Archives: microfiction
Microfiction #writephoto: Magnificent – Jane Dougherty
Sue’s Thursday photo prompt started a story which I have decided to keep and add to a collection of folksy, fairy stories I’m getting together. This is a short offshoot of the original idea. Thanks, Sue for the inspiration On … Continue reading
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Microfiction #writephoto: Paradise – Jane Dougherty
“Paradise,” he sighed and put his arm round her, as if this was his creation and he was adding her to the picture. “What a shame we only booked a week. If only I’d know it would be like this.” … Continue reading
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Microfiction #writephoto: Safe haven – Jane Dougherty
“I don’t like it,” she said. “What is it anyway?” He shrugged. “No idea. Some old building. A relic.” “Doesn’t look old. Looks brand new to me.” “Aw, who cares? Let’s move it!” She hung back, still undecided. “It’s too … Continue reading
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Rest in Paradise – #writephoto – by Emma Hyde
Melodious strains of lilting birdsong drifted into Serena’s conscious, enticing her back from what felt like the deepest of sleeps. A soft breeze grazed her skin, wisps of hair tickling her cheeks. The air was pleasantly warm, soothing. Her … Continue reading
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Microfiction #writephoto: Peace by Jane Dougherty
It’s true we were on a public footpath, not hacking our way through virgin forest, but still, the sculpture was unexpected. The woods were silent and we had walked along in silence, I, listening to the birds, the other two … Continue reading
Microfiction #writephoto: Watching for the raiders – Jane Dougherty
They said they would be back. I didn’t believe them at the time. They had taken my father and older brother, and all the able-bodied men. The rest were dead. Why would they bother with the women? What use were … Continue reading
Microfiction #writephoto: Waving by Jane Dougherty
I can see him at the end of the tunnel, gesticulating, but he is too far away to hear. Part of me wants to run back, ready to forgive. Perhaps he’s changed his mind. Perhaps he’s in trouble. It’s crazy. … Continue reading
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Microfiction #writephoto: Not so funny by Jane Dougherty
He’d bought the eccentric doorknocker on the flea market. “I’d like to see the Jehovah’s get past that,” he’d laughed. They didn’t, of course, but nobody else did either. In the end, he had to reconnect the doorbell faced with … Continue reading
