Tag Archives: flash fiction
Paid For
It was three days later, while Xand was tending to and being tended by the gaunt, pale, exhausted Master Tynan, that a courier from Master Jack arrived. An armed courier. The man said to Tynan, “My Master insists on another … Continue reading
Give Me Strength
“You misunderstand,” the redhead girl tells him, but he is not listening, especially because no one in the world, in their right mind, would ever tell the Emperor that he was mistaken, that he was about to do something that … Continue reading
Not Quite ‘That Color’
Somewhere well far and absolutely beyond dog-ass-tired, as well as mud-covered, bruised, and bleeding, Joel leans back against the alley wall and looks up at the sky. It’s not quite gone ‘that color’, the one that means it’s nearly morning, … Continue reading
Not Quite 'That Color'
Somewhere well far and absolutely beyond dog-ass-tired, as well as mud-covered, bruised, and bleeding, Joel leans back against the alley wall and looks up at the sky. It’s not quite gone ‘that color’, the one that means it’s nearly morning, … Continue reading
Love, April
Dear Diary, I swear that someday I’ll stop starting every entry that way, really. There’s something familiar and safe about it, though, so maybe I’ll just keep saying that I’ll swear I’ll stop, but I won’t actually stop. The ‘writing … Continue reading