Microfiction

Of Air Returned
i. I burned my soul to ash but the pain paled in comparison to the terror that struck my heart like a match, anticipating her arrival and the tirade she would carry in tow. An unwarranted fear, as she was calm when she saw what I had done. Calm and nurturing. Soothing my pain with herbs and aromas, and each early morning during the hour of the wolf, she laid an ear on my back and listened as my soul mended itself.
By Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys2 years ago in Fiction
Stars Go Blue
It was a secret place, a quarter acre of Eden abandoned and erased from the mind of mankind the instant the original sin was committed, and I had stumbled upon it quite by accident.
By Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys2 years ago in Fiction
A Black Tie Specialty
Paul sets the table with their finest silverware and china. Chrystal glasses shining. Mark’s dressing in his newest tuxedo, looking fantastically handsome as always.
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction
A Change Of Plans
Nobody arrived. Not a single soul! “Mum, did you post the invitations?” Abigail asks through her broken sobs. “Yes honey, I did but the horrid weather conditions we’ve been experiencing the last two weeks has dislocated train and road services, causing serious delays to the mail delivery. I’m terribly sorry sweetheart.
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction
Hello, Tree
Larst week, Daddy took me to the Tree again. I like it there. It's quiet and soft. What I like about the Tree is the pictures. When you get near you start seeing good stuff. In your mind. Beautiful places with all lovely things and people you miss. Like mum.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Outside the Lines
They meddled with the front gate. Followed its trail the long uneven path three hectares in, along the outskirts of the farmer's ripening fields.
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Fiction
141 The Persistence of Memory
His love, outside of time, beyond the illusion of forever, was immemorial as it was eternal. Long before the human genome had been discovered and deciphered in cold, impersonal laboratories, his epigenetics had been warmly at work, laying down inheritable sentiments for his progeny. He built up a latticework of devotion to her where natural selection had no relevance.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Lonely Point
"And so, this is where you will be required to stay until you are relieved by your successor in a year's time. It is a year you have signed up for, is it not?"
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Motel Blackouts
I know she can taste the liquor on my tongue, but it doesn't stop her from pulling me by the arm into her motel room. She's laughing as she throws me forward and shuts the door behind her, a giggle. For a minute everything feels cute and endearing, but then I realize the entire room is blacked out. I can't see her at all, and the anxiety starts to roll in.
By Belle2 years ago in Fiction
The Song of a Dying Star
Alexa wasn't built for heroism. With her perpetually oil-streaked overalls and a mop of unruly brown hair that defied all attempts at taming, she was more comfortable tinkering with salvaged tech in her garage workshop than navigating the social minefields of high school. Yet, here she was, hurtling towards the heart of the unknown, cocooned within the cramped confines of a repurposed escape pod.
By ANNA CORAL2 years ago in Fiction
A Real, Honest to Goodness, Tree
It was grey for a long time. All my life. All da's life. And then, out of the blue, or grey, or whatever, came green. Like in the old stories. We oohed and ahhed over it. Took the kids along of it. And Gramma, too. Wheeled her down there, watched her old face crack and brighten.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Illness And Solitude
Bedridden for the last three years has been a challenge for poor Alastair, but he’s come this far and intends to continue the fight. He has lived longer than the initial prediction.
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Fiction