Flash Friday: Moon

4th December, 2009 - No Comments

She stares at its cold white face, full now, but hiding again soon enough. Forever changing and yet always the same. It never turns from her, even when it is dark. Inconstant and yet utterly reliable. It stares back at her, illuminating her face with its borrowed light. Unfeeling and distant it brings comfort in » Read More

Flash Friday: Undead Love

27th November, 2009 - No Comments

“Where’ve you been?” “Out.” “Why didn’t you wake me?” “Wanted to be alone.” “You know that’s dangerous.” “So you say.” “I’m not lying to you.” “Whatever.  You’re scared of everyone.” “I…Wait. Where did you go?” “Nowhere.” “You went into the city to drink.” “Maybe.  I get thirsty.” “They could have seen you.  They could kill » Read More

Flash Friday: Don Quixote

20th November, 2009 - No Comments

It’s not every day that you see an old man tilting with windmills. Nor one being followed by a young man on a donkey.  He strives for the nobility of an earlier age, for the honor of chivalry that never really was. His delusions cloak him in security while his young squire pays the price. » Read More

Flash Friday: Dying

13th November, 2009 - No Comments

“What is it?” “I dunno.” “Is it dead?” “I think it’s still moving.” “Don’t poke it.” “Just checking.” “Leave it alone.” “Don’t be a baby.” “Let’s go.” “Wait.  I think it’s just hurt.” “What’re you gonna do? Fix it?” “We could take it home.  Feed it.” “No, it’s gross.  Leave it to finish dying.” “We » Read More

Flash Friday: Rain

6th November, 2009 - No Comments

The sky turns gray, full of heavy clouds. First one drop falls, slipping through the air, to fall in a splash on the pond. Then the clouds unleash their weeping. Torrents of water rush to the earth, soaking everything they touch. Puddles form, deep and wide, for children to jump and splash in. The rivers » Read More

Flash Friday: Newly Undead

30th October, 2009 - No Comments

“How’d you get here?” “Where do you think you are?” “I was at home, sleeping.” “You aren’t now.” “No, the cinnamon is gone and the blankets are too heavy.” “I brought you here.  Thought you would be safer.  It will be dawn soon.” “I have to go.  They’ll be worried.” “Worse if you walked outside.” » Read More

Flash Friday: Apple

23rd October, 2009 - No Comments

The flower bloomed softly, fading under an impatient eye. Slowly red burgeoned, swelling and round. Pulled roughly away before it chose to fall. Buffed earnestly on flannel shirt, before presented with his heart.  Her delicate fingers caressed only a moment before pearly teeth punctured the flesh. Juice, its lifeblood, ran down her chin as she » Read More

Flash Friday: Attic

16th October, 2009 - No Comments

“Who are you?” “Sam. Who are you?” “Brian.” “Where are we?” “The attic.” “Who are they?” “Nobody.  They’re just there.  All the time.  They don’t say anything.” “What are they doing?” “Watching us.  See what we do.” “Is that door locked?” “Yes.  Locked and barred.  Windows, too.  No way out.” “What’ll we do?” “Nothing.  For » Read More

Flash Friday: Dryad

9th October, 2009 - No Comments

The rough bark caught the light cotton of her dress. The sticky sap clung to her fingers and toes.  Twigs snared her hair and scratcher her bare arms. Leaves brushed her face like butterflies.  She climbed higher still, breathing in the deep earthy scent tinged with sweetness. The leaves rustled in the light wind, whispering » Read More