Tag: flash fiction
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Leaving Paris
Paris had never looked more beautiful than on that last run through the city. I had forgotten the squalor and smells of the narrow streets now and saw only the grandeur of the rooftops against the sky. Gerard guided me out of Le Marais and along the broad boulevards near the Louvre Palace. We ran…
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Leaving home
At twilight I slipped out of the convent and into the herb garden. Unlocking the gate, I strolled under the old stone arch to the fields beyond. The sky was blue violet, and a golden moon was rising over the hills. The air was sweet with the scent of the rustling grasses. Wildflowers, some blooming…
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Flash Fiction – The Old Man Under the Bridge
A new flash fiction for the New Year. * * * * She ran fast through the city streets. The first fireworks were lighting up the sky. She found him under a floodlit bridge. He stood, hands in his pockets, gazing at the lights reflected on the flowing river. A ball of red and golden…
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Flash Fiction: The Undo Button
Flash Fiction returns! This week – what if life had an undo button? * * * * Jenny sighed as she accidentally deleted a paragraph in her document. She clicked the undo button and the text reappeared. If only life was that simple, she thought as she closed her laptop and headed for the coffee…
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Very Short Stories
The tree rested on the wall. Its limbs were so tired from the centuries of walking. * * * * © 2015 M. C. Dulac A very short story – new stories based around a picture, every week.
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Flash Fiction: An exercise in POV
Earlier this week, I had a post about describing places in your character’s words. Here is a mini-flash fiction from three POVs. The scenario, the summoning of three immortals, to a well-to-do house on a bay overlooking Sydney Harbour. * * * * The door fell open as Alexander approached. He entered the hall, taking…
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Flash fiction – Hipster Hunting
Betty didn’t want to go home without seeing a hipster. Betty had spent the previous week visiting Sydney with her husband Merv, seeing the sights and remarking on how much had changed since they had last visited the city. Before they returned to their retirement village on the Central Coast, Betty was determined to go…
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Flash Fiction – Hipsters versus Vampires
The vampire had seen many changes over the centuries. Born a human girl on the vast plains of Hungary in the last days of the Roman empire, she had survived the age of magic and superstition, observed the revival of Gothic architecture, been present at the birth of the renaissance and celebrated the triumph of…