exploration

Flash Fiction: Crossover

You end up paying the price for your behaviour.

Ask me. I know only too well. All my life, I lived like a selfish savage. I never cared for any other person. I took what I wanted and lived my life to the fullest. Then it all ended. I paid the price for my exploits and I was sent to Hell. Then the war broke out. The forces of Heaven and Hell joined forces against a common foe. And we won. Strangely, I learnt the values of life in my afterlife, during a war. And yet again, I paid the price for my exploits. However, it was more of a reward this time.

I was allowed to crossover into heaven…


Word Count: 120

Prompt:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #92

Flash Fiction: Embrace

Do you remember me?

We used to come here in our youth. You, the merchant Prince, and I a mere farmer girl. Do you remember how you embraced me here, hidden from the eyes of the world?

I remember. I remember how you brought me here after your marriage to some Southern Princess was decided. You pinned me against this tree and impaled me there with your sword.

I remember how the woods embraced me after that. I became a part of them, a vengeful forest spirit. Now you come back here after so many years. Let me complete my vengeance.

Let me embrace you…


Word Count: 105

Prompt:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #85

Flash Fiction: My Scar

It is rightly said that behind every scar there is a story of survival.

My story took place many years ago, during the invasion of the dark king.

Led by our Prince, we were fighting for our survival in a battle that defined ages.

Our Prince’s eminence in warfare was unquestionable on the battlefield, as he skewered numerous dark minions in front of my eyes.

In the heat of battle I saw one minion slip behind the Prince, ready to end his life, when I jumped in between.

My sacrifice won my kingdom’s freedom and won me this scar…


Word Count: 99

Prompt:

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge March 28 2019

Six Sentence Story “Place”

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #80

Flash Fiction: Purpose

The scarecrow approached the little girl.

“I noticed you. That proves you are unusual,” said the Scarecrow; “and I am convinced that the only people worthy of consideration in this world are the unusual ones. For the common folks are like the leaves of a tree, and live and die unnoticed.”

The little girl blinked unknowingly, her leg was still too injured for her to move. The scarecrow stood next to her, looking down at her. It was smiling.

“You will serve a purpose in life….”

She smiled back as its smile widened.

“Yes..The purpose of filling my stomach….”


Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #78

“That proves you are unusual,” returned the Scarecrow; “and I am convinced that the only people worthy of consideration in this world are the unusual ones. For the common folks are like the leaves of a tree, and live and die unnoticed.”
― L. Frank Baum, The Land of Oz

Flash Fiction: Homecoming

I could not digest the fact that it was all gone. My home was all gone.

The storm of the century, they called it. It came raging into our lives, and left only destruction behind. Thank God, I could get my family out in time. In these hard times, we will have to look toward each other for illumination.

It’s time to rebuild, and things will be back to normal in no time…


Word Count: 73

Prompts:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #64

Weekend Writing Prompt #82 – Illumination

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 24/18

Flash Fiction: Belong

I was cast out into the shadows by society, because of I never agreed with its norms.

It refused to accept me into its ranks, and minced no words in letting me know why.

Sometimes I looked different, talked different, ate different, had no money, had a different sexual difference, thought different, just different.

But every time, the simple reason was that I did not fit in the society’s mold and I was kicked to the curb for that reason.

Left all alone, one day suddenly, society decided to walk up to me, offered its help in standing back up.

I spat on the hand of society, for if society is as such, I would rather not belong to it…


Word Count: 120

Prompts:

Six Sentence Story “Agreed”

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 63

FOWC with Fandango — Belong

Flash Fiction: Last Stand

The moon is still dark, it’s going to be a tough battle. It might just be our last stand.

My men are not in their best state. I don’t blame them, we have been fighting battles for the last week, without respite, losing them all. We have seen our brothers decimated right before our eyes by the horrors that approach us now. The castle behind us is our last stronghold, and this bridge is our last line of defence. I see my men taking cover behind sandbags.

The foul beasts have advanced far enough. Fight Men, to our last breath…


Word Count: 100

Prompts:

November Flash Fiction Draw

FOWC with Fandango — Advanced

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 62

Weekend Writing Prompt #80 – Castle