Flash Fiction: Not Time

I ride into the army of red coats, swarming my home like ants. They will not capture my home so easily.

My noble steed needs no directions from me. He rides straight through their ranks, letting me tear them down with my swords – flashes of silver lightning.

Even after hours of fighting, my conquest seems hopeless. Most of my men are dead or wounded. I feel my eyes closing.


For the sake of my little baby and my kingdom, I cannot give in. Death will have to wait to claim the queen.

My time has not come!


(Read more about Rani Laxmibai of Jhansi here 🙂 )


Word Count: 99

Prompts used:

Carrot Ranch May 31, 2018

Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge Week 7


Image Credits: https://histoireparlesfemmes.com/2016/09/12/chennamma-reine-rebelle-de-kittur/


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