Flash Fiction: Never Enter the Attic
They call The Malefica witches⌠or worse. Their mystique is charming, yet terrifying. From time to time, the locals point
The Story Cauldron: Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
They call The Malefica witches⌠or worse. Their mystique is charming, yet terrifying. From time to time, the locals point
No one believed Tiffany. She didnât do it. She never did. Bob, always damn Bob. One slight problem â no
The sandman visited soul after soul, offering escapism from the harsh reality of life. The only freedom for the sick,
Electric-Blue Fairy (or EB for short) stood by the sidelines as the band played. She needed a spectacular prank to
The island became plagued with the flu. Jude, being the local doctor, heard all the moans and groans. None worse
Tanya waited for Zwarte Piet to come down the chimney. Colouring in her book killed time. Why didnât he just
Painted by muses. Only the special see the world beyond the mural. Step into the forest if you dare. Most
âShould we?â âItâs tempting. But the last time you threw someone overboard, they couldnât swim. My ears still ring from
Pearl Alley thrived. The local dress shop catered to the nudists. Jude and Coen stripped off their gear and stored
Sleepovers are supposed to be fun. Instead, Elena found herself trapped with her two besties, who insisted on a pseudo-dinner
WARNING â ď¸: Not intended for children. ~*~ Once upon a time… Tannille stares at the prompt picture for Friday Fictioneers,
Urban exploring was all the rage. The daring took their camera and trespassed into run-down ruins. âThis was once a