The Guardian

Her thoughts traveled south with the mist into the village. She would regret the children, but the beast would spare no one.

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Flash Fiction Friday: The Captain and the Siren

This is my entry for the week's Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. “Darling, you simply must!” the Dowager Countess Baker squeezed Elizabeth’s arm. Grand Dame Silver finished her warbling and bowed to the polite applause. Elizabeth smiled, but it did not touch her eyes, and glided toward the window next to the piano. The … Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: The Captain and the Siren

Flash Fiction Friday: Of Calves and Girls

Here is this week's entry into the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers' challenge. Norman watched the bipeds pass his paddock. “Laugh,” he thought. “Laugh and point. Make those gooey eyes at me, because I’m so cute. I’m the innocent, cute little calf.” There she was. “Oh, yes, you will do little one,” Norman snorted. The … Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Of Calves and Girls