Flash Fiction – Page 3

Flash Fiction: The Haunt

It didn’t look like much, but it was theirs — a place for kids to hang out. No adults allowed.

The ancient ruins stood strong and proud. The precision cutting of large bricks stumped historians. Evolution suggested the population only

Note:Our favourite naughty fairies return. More stories can be read under ‘The Fairy Express‘ tab. *~* The sun tucked herself

The restaurant echoed with magic and the chants from joyful people. Souls, happy to mingle and be together. Light shone

The waves came rolling in, a reflection of her mood. The beating heart of the ocean throbbed in time with

The Hotel is old, boutique… bohemian. Only the daring walk through her quirky halls. Legends tell of doors swinging on

Writer’s UpDate…Fudge-cakes where does the time go? Can’t believe I haven’t posted for two months! Doesn’t feel that long. October,

The vintage carousel shook off her dust. In mint condition, her days in storage made no sense. The city organisers

The shop looked out of place; its items bohemian at best, sinister at worse — the weird and wacky. Heads

Writer Update:Still Alive! This time of year The Muse takes a holiday. I can only describe September/October as my equivalent