Tag: flash fiction
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When stars are stars
©2019-2022 michael raven “If you value both of your eyes,” said the old hag with her cataract-cloud gaze. “I would not seek the wisdom of ash, oak and thorn. I would go back to your woman, give her a lusty life with children and laughter. The path you seek to walk leads only to despair, […]
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Letter found between walls
©2019-2022 michael raven “I knowe thy markings makes ye outcaste and beyone pale, me callyd sonn — yet stande ye fast and soothe, afore the wynters come and ye will have those who wyll harme ye fall to foot and beg mercy when they see yr true myte…” — scrap of parchment found behind a […]
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Certain sacrifices must be made
©2019-2022 michael raven “I awakened him from is slumber to bring on a more teleiotic, verdant world! To ameliorate this flawed, fetid cesspit of humankind! To free the Earth and all of her children from the shackles of humanity!” He continued to rage from the mound of wood built around his emaciated body, dressed in […]
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At all costs
©2019-2022 michael raven Doctor Lamb watched the multitude of lights, sliding bars of color, numbers in red flashing like myriad blinking blind eyes belonging to Sauron and sighed. “She’s dying, isn’t she?” asked Lamb’s assistant, Gary. The doctor nodded, weary to the bone. “I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this,” he said. “But I […]
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Crawlspace worlds
©2019-2022 michael raven Morgan stared through the cubby door opening after Mark stood aside. “Tell me, mate… Why is it that everyone but me seems to have a real kif bedroom, while I seem to be doomed for as mundane of one as the universe can muster on my behalf?” Beyond the threshold, there were […]
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Troubles with stronk
©2019-2022 michael raven “This day is so full of stronk!” Lee kicked the cage full of tribbles threatening to explode in the cargo bay. “Full of what?!?!?” Ted asked “Stronk.” Ted was skeptical. “Is stronk even a word?” Lee forgot about his troubles with tribbles for a moment, for he reveled in those moment in […]
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Formulation
© 2019-2022 michael raven “Why is is medicine men always seem to live so far away from the villages they serve?” Harlow was tired of the jungle trying to eat him while he hiked through it, whether it was the bugs, the large cats, snakes or the tiny fish in the river’s waters with teeth […]
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Ensuring silence
©2019-2022 michael raven “The rope’r too tight, they be cuttin’ off me circulatin’.” The man in the Guy Fawkes mask ignored Gareth and, indeed, tugged a but harder to ensure the knots were well and tight. There would be no Houdini tricks under Guy’s watch. “I tell ye, lad, ’twastn’t I who done got ye […]
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