Flash Fiction: The Word Game
TANNILLE: Well, there is something you don’t see every day: cremated remains. MUSE: Ooo a God Father warning? Here are
Month: February 2021
Flash Fiction: Choo-choo
The train choo-chooed through the wilderness, weaving up and down, dodging trees. The gentle rocking waves soothing. The windows blurred
Flash Fiction: The Value of Toilet Paper
Note:A Bumper Special this week: The Muse banter and her corresponding flash fiction story! (I know many of you were
Tannille 