Flash Fiction – Page 9

Flash Fiction: The Scarecrow

How could he do this to me? Scarlette kicked the dirt with the toe of her shoe as she walked

Chronus, The Father of Time, stood at his frying pan. Bacon wafted through his dwelling. Taking time out. He chuckled

Note:This week’s story places the Greek mythological labyrinth in the 21st century. Other stories featuring the gods in today’s world

Apollo sat on his Olympian cloud and sighed. Mortals ceased looking up to him. What’s the meaning of life? He

TANNILLE: Why is everything I write crap? So flat, colourless. MUSE: You place too many restrictions on me. No more

Jumping through the portal seemed like a fantastic idea at the time, it sure beat flying from one end of

MUSE: Look at what we have this week – a school snap. TANNILLE: Ugh, flash back. School was crap enough

Note: Dionysus is the Greek God of wine. “Have you heard? Dionysus is missing. I bet he’s off on another

Nothing Barbie wouldn’t do.She just wanted a choice or few.Destined to be with Ken… Can’t she have someone new? A plan

Seaweed littered the ground, the stench polluting the sky. The siren held her nose as she turned to her friend,

Note:After seeing the prompt and having a long WTF moment, I’m pretty sure the prompt photo needed to be rotated.

“That won’t keep vampires out,” said Alexander toying with the stand of garlic hanging on the wall. “Then why the