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Friday Fictioneers – Eye in the Sky

Posted in flash fiction, FridayFictioneers with tags on May 11, 2012 by Nellie

This week’s prompt for Friday Fictioneers could go anywhere. I don’t know where I was going, only that I didn’t get a restful sleep so I’m feeling a little goofy.

The picture:

They said it was the moon that shone down on us, so bright in the sky even with the clouds. I knew it was an eye. I saw shadows that would flit across it, blinking. Everyone said I was crazy. The kept me locked up. The straight jacket only came off a week after I stopped screaming about how it could see us. The world was ending and I stared into its every night, the milky pupil that gazed down on humanity and judged us wanting.

The window I had was exposed to the sky and I watched it every night, watching us and waiting for the gates to open so that it will take over.

116 words

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Friday Fictioneers – The Old House

Posted in flash fiction, FridayFictioneers with tags on May 4, 2012 by Nellie

It’s Friday yet again and another Friday Fictioneer picture prompt Here.

The old house sat, lonely and decrepit. It was home more to the wild animals than people now. Jersey made a face as she moved through the house, staring at the old wallpaper, missing boards and holes. The avocado refrigerator was gone, an outline on the wall. Yellow and crackled linoleum crunched under her feet..

If she closed her eyes, she could smell the rhubarb pie in the oven and her grandmother humming. The hourly gong of the grandfather clock that was in the living room.

She had the choice to make it a home again. To start over fresh.

Friday Fictioneers – Iron Wire and the Horn

Posted in flash fiction, FridayFictioneers with tags on April 27, 2012 by Nellie

I’m giving Friday Fictioneers a try. What’s one more flash on the schedule, hmm? Sometimes the stories make me want to write more, sometimes I struggle and wonder if they are worth going further into the rabbit hole.

“Hurry up!” Sebana glanced over her shoulder towards the rapidly sinking sun. The sky that chased after was a vibrant blue that grew darker and darker as the sun ran away.

“Stop rushing me, this is sharp.” Kelan frowned at her sister, handling the barbed wire with bare hands. “I can only go so fast. You lost the gloves.” Specks of blood covered the metal.

A horn sounded in the distance and the color drained from Sebana’s face. “Run.” She turned and darted away.

Kelan hung the remainder of the iron barbed wire on the fence, following her fleeing sibling.