A New Beginning

The first contribution of the new year, and a magical one it is! Enjoy this delightful piece of flash fiction, courtesy of Colleen from Silver Threading 🙂

✨The Fairy Whisperer ✨Colleen Chesebro✨

My goal this year is to write some flash fiction each week. New Year – New Goals. If you would like to join my friend Melissa Barker-Simpson on Featured Fiction, here are the rules!

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  • Write a post based on the prompt.
  • Create a pingback to this page, or leave your link in the comments below, and I’ll share your story.

The prompt for Monday 4 January 2016 is:

Sentence Starter –

“Someone once told me the first day of a new  year is akin to a restart button – I wish things were that simple.” It just seemed that too much had happened in the past year for me to start all over again. I was tired and worn out and ready to just leave things as they were, to let sleeping dogs lay…

James had packed his bags and left without even saying goodbye. Maybe that was just…

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Voices…

This week’s entry from R. Todd will have you on the edge of your seat – hold on tight! 😀

A Flash of Fiction...

He paced the antechamber; tormented by the echoes of all who had come before him. Echoes of voices that warned him to get out, and get out now. His brow furrowed as he paced, rubbing his hands together, knowing that he should listen to the voices, but knowing full well, if it weren’t him that stopped this evil, then who would. No, resolution was not his strong point, but her had to make the stand. For them.

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A Most Terrible Thing…

A moving story by R. Todd this week – a delightful read. Be sure not to miss it.

A Flash of Fiction...

solitary-confinementI missed the sunlight, and the rain on my skin, the wind in my hair; I missed it all. But most of all, I missed her. And the most terrible thing, the thing I feared more than death itself, was going to sleep at night. Not because of what might happen to me and not because of the nightmares that my mind replayed of the day’s torture, but because, sleep meant another day would pass, and another morning would come, another moment where my mind would forget just a little bit more of her face; the way she smiled; the sparkle in her eye; the curve of her lips.

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Go Back To Sleep…

Another entertaining tale from R. Todd. I really enjoyed the humour in this piece.

A Flash of Fiction...

I awoke at precisely 3.02 a.m., my internal alarm screaming at me – something was wrong.  I reached for my phone on the nightstand and pressed the home button, the light blinding me and causing me to squint as I checked the time. Rubbing my eyes, I listened, wondering what it was that could have woken me.

Over the whirring and knocking of the off-balanced ceiling fan that I had been meaning to fix for three years, I could barely hear the crying coming from the bathroom. I slide my hand to my wife’s side of the bed, and felt sheets where her body should have been, not that I needed to confirm it was her in our bathroom, but kind of hoping I was just hearing things, too. Sitting up on my elbow, I called out to her, “Maggie, are you ok?”

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The Killing Blow…

Don’t miss this thrilling short story by R. Todd. It’s an emotive tale 😀

A Flash of Fiction...

Malevolence swirled in the air; it coated my skin like an oily residue of evil. It drew me deeper in, preying on the hatred and anger I harbored for years, and like a fire raging out of control, it consumed me on the inside. My eyes boiled, my breath deepened, my chest swelled and my heart beat loudly in my ears. My hand gripped the handle of the sword, fingers flexing reflexively on the leather-covered grip.

I relished in the weight, feeling the heaviness of my weapon of warfare, knowing that it hungered for battle just as much as I did. I hunched down, my legs swelling with power as I prepared to launch myself into the fray, to become one with the dance of death and to unleash the destruction that bound up inside of me.

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The Elf Killer – Part IV: A New Discovery

Rawmall continues his journey in part four of the tale. Colleen has created a thoroughly entertaining saga around the elves in Timmoral Forest. Don’t miss this weeks – it’s a treat 😀

✨The Fairy Whisperer ✨Colleen Chesebro✨

Mel’s Midweek Writing Prompt for this week is: Option 1: Sentence Starter –

I live in a society without rules, without boundaries; it is a dark and desolate place.

Click here to learn more about this creative writing challenge. Believe me, it is addictive! I love it. These are my stream of consciousness stories. I write them as they come into my mind with the prompt from the challenge. In addition, I have been posting my contributions to ReadWave. Check it out. It is another great site to display your writing talent.

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Rawmall slowly rolled over on the hard-packed earthen floor of the burned out elven hut. His head throbbed and felt like brilliant flashes of lightning were slicing into his brain. The acrid smell of smoke lingered in the hut as well as another unsavory aroma, of which he could not remember the source.

Gently, so as…

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