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Tanka: Fiery Sacrifice

Watch O Supreme One,
As I Call Forth These Red Flames
From The Cloudy Sky,
And Burn All The Citizens
As A Sacrifice For You…


Prompt:

Kira’s Sunday Scribbles 7th April 2019

Flash Fiction: The Fire Mage

We were never promised a glorious battle nor death worthy of remembrance.

All we understood was that if we did not fight our hardest, the dark king would slay our loved ones, and ravage our lands.

The Dark King’s minions were summoned from the blackest depths of earth, where no men wander.

Vicious and vile to the core, their only weakness was the blaze of holy fire.

As a senior mage of our kingdom, the responsibility of supporting our troops had been shifted to my shoulders.

I wasn’t the type to shun responsibility, besides I loved playing with fire…

(Read the sequel here – Flash Fiction: My Scar)


Word Count: 99

Prompts:

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge April 4 2019

Six Sentence Story -Type

Blog Battle – Shift

Flash Fiction: My Return

I have returned.

I can’t say it’s good to be back, because this place never really felt like home. Even though the land was cold and perpetually covered in snow, the people were no different. I never knew that families are supposed to share warmth until I ran from my house and travelled the world.Of course, my family had no faith in me. They never believed I could achieve my dreams and my ambitions. Proved them wrong. Well, now I am back from my journey, a successful fire elemental mage.

I only hope my family can handle the heat now…


Prompt:

What Do You See? Challenge, 26th Feb, 2019

Flash Fiction: Hunt In The Woods

Find the prequels here:

Part 1- Twittering Tale: Campfire

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Boots

Part 3- Flash Fiction: Stay Out

Part 4- Flash Fiction: Into The Woods

Part 5- Flash Fiction: Into The Woods 2

Part 6- Flash Fiction: The Woods

Part 7- Flash Fiction: The Woods 2

Part 8- Flash Fiction: Camp In The Woods

Now the story continues…


The pale man got up from his seat and walked up to the kids.

“Who are these runts, Billy?”

Billy introduced the two kids to Special Agent Perseus.

“This is Gary, and this is Roger. I found them in the woods when I was scouting. Their friend, Kye, was taken by it.”

Perseus stared at the two kids before turning around.

“Come, sit at the fire.”

Gary turned to Perseus.

“Sir, what is that thing?”

Perseus stared at the woods.

“That thing, is an Acheri. And it is my prey.”

Perseus smiled weakly as he drew his heavy silver pistol…

(Find the next part here- Flash Fiction: The Acheri )


Word Count: 100

Prompt: Friday Fictioneers 8th February 2018

 

Flash Fiction: Signal Fire

“What’s with the smoke?”

Demothi ignored Hakan’s question and continued dancing. He appeared to be in some kind of trance. Hakan shook his head. This was getting out of hand. He needed to stop Demothi’s madness.

“Brother, you need to stop. This is not only dangerous, but also wasteful. You are destroying our forest.”

Demothi continued dancing, but vaguely replied to the question.

“To bring in something new, something archaic needs to be destroyed.”

Hakan knew what sort of destruction Demothi was talking about. The apricot trees would be emblazoned and the fields of hay would be turned into pyres. Everything would be reduced to ash. He had no personal beef with Demothi, but Hakan knew there was only one way to stop this. He picked up a stone from the ground and struck Demothi’s head. Hakan slung the unconscious Demothi over his shoulders. He had to carry him to safety before dealing with the fire. After placing Demothi down, Hakan went running towards the village, to summon aid.

It took a few hours and great efforts, but the fire finally piped down. When Demothi was questioned, he eagerly asked the villagers,

Have the aliens landed yet?


Word Count: 198

Prompts:

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018 WEEK #31

Another Wednesday Writing Prompt 1/08/2018

Sundayswhirligig: apricots, hay, appear, beef, stone, carry, shoulders, piped, sensors, running, archaic, everything

Friday Fictioneers: Fire

Finally, he had found it. It was exactly as he had seen in his visions – A pathway of steps leading to cabin in the woods. It was all for her. It had been a week since he had first seen her in his vision. Dressed in a black gown, she climbed the pathway, ever so gracefully. Midway, she looked behind her back, giving him a glimpse of her pale face and her fiery blue eyes that would pierce his soul. His intense desire for her had led him here.

Those blue eyes. They had set his heart on fire.

 

Head over to Friday Fictioneers to check out the prompt! 🙂