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Flash Fiction: Into The Woods

Find the prequels here:

Part 1- Twittering Tale: Campfire

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Boots

Part 3- Flash Fiction: Stay Out

Now the story continues…


The three kids stepped into the woods in the fading sunlight.

Roger lead the way, followed by Kye and Gary. The trio were on a quest to retrieve their ball. The fading umbrage of the trees worried Gary. The sun was setting, and he knew that navigating the intricate forest paths in the dark, was going to be a task. It would be difficult even with the mini flash light he was carrying. As they went deeper, a fog began settling around the trees. It remained static, refusing to clear away. The three kids bravely held their nerves. Until they heard sounds coming from the fog.

They resembled the sound made by cheese graters…

(To be continued)


Word Count: 135

Prompts:

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #10

FOWC with Fandango — Umbrage

Word of the Day Challenge – Intricate

RDP Wednesday – QUEST

Three Things Challenge 2019 #16

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Flash Fiction: Door

Looking at the door nervously, I backed up into the kitchen.

“Mom!”

She replied with a quick hmmm, refusing to divert her attention away from the vegetables she was chopping.

“It’s the door!”

She dropped down her knife and rushed towards the door. I could see the colour draining from her face.

“Call up Father Lorenzo. Tell him the paper charms are coming off.”

I nodded and took a step back. Before dialling the number on my phone I turned to mom.

“Mom, does this mean dad woke up?”

Mom stared at me.

“Yes, my child! And he is hungry!”


Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers 18 January 2019

Flash Fiction: My Fort

It is almost time.

There was an age when everything happened according to the whims of the king. Now, the Government calls the shots. It declared that every year on this date, the gates of my fort would open up for the sake of cultural tourism. I had no say in the matter, even though it is my fort. My heart splinters a little every time I see commoners roaming inside my home. If the laws of old still held, I would have seen to it that every last one of them was flogged.

Well, time to welcome them in…


Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Kreative Kue 202

Flash Fiction: We Rise

There it looms in the distance, the sprawling human city.

The air tastes denser, smokier than the last time. These pathetic maggots have infested the land. Their vile presence has corrupted terra and their corruption is spreading to my waters, bringing death and pestilence along with it. Their reign needs to end. Last time, we reached a compromise when their king promised not to touch my waters. With time, that promise faded away.

Now, we rise to right their wrongs…


Word Count: 80

Prompt:

Sunday Photo Fiction January 13, 2018

Flash Fiction: Treasure Hunter

Our quest had brought us to Logs Town.

The inane promise of exquisite, undiscovered treasures brought many hunters to this town. Nobody had managed to find the location of the legendary mine. Without even a silhouette of a map available, it was a foolhardy quest for most people. We were not most people. The heavy snowfall had been timely.

It eradicated all chances of intrusion…

(To be continued…)


Word Count: 65

Prompts;

Weekend Writing Prompt #89 – Silhouette

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2019: WEEK #2

FOWC with Fandango — Inane

RDP-Sunday–TIMELY

#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 13th

Word of the Day Challenge Exquisite

Flash Fiction: My Treasure

This is mine, all mine.

The gold coins, glowing stones, studded goblets, and all the priceless paraphernalia, every bit of it is mine. They dazzle gloriously all around me. The bits and bones lying among my treasures bother me. They diminish the glory of my place. However, it was required.
Those puny intruders: The bold humans, the headstrong dwarfs and vile goblins, do not deserve to gaze upon my treasures, let alone touch them. Yet, they had the audacity to try and steal them. They were punished.

Not fit for a dragon’s meal, but my treasure satiates my hunger…


Word Count: 99

Prompt:

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge January 10, 2019