It’s Not Rain
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 24
#flashfiction Clancy rolled out of bed and staggered to the bathroom scratching an itch in his stubble and yawning wide enough to make popping sounds in his jaw. He partied hard last night and his vision refused to focus; he planned to ‘drain the main vein’ as he liked to say, and go right back […]
Mountain Ghost Story
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 3
#flashfiction #ghosts Ghost story? You haven’t heard anything as scary as reality sonny. Let me tell you about my first house. The missus and I moved in, oh what was it, about a year after we got married. It was a nice enough place. The inside needed some work but there was a charm to […]
The Horn
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 26
#flashfiction Mary ran as fast as she could across the glade; Billy was closing the distance quickly. Her heart pounded so hard she thought it would burst through her chest but she refused to slow; she would not let him catch her. Mere yards from the vine covered cliff face she felt Billy’s hand […]
War Hero
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 19
#flashfiction Georgia Sinclair gritted her teeth as she shouldered the bag containing her interview materials. She hated these fluff pieces but knew she had no choice. Less than a year at the Tribune was not enough to warrant an assignment to a juicy story. She spent her days covering garden shows, ladies’ auxiliary charity events […]
The Art Of Magic – part 2
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 12
#flashfiction “Then Grandfather faded from view and was gone,” Fyodor said. “The tower, all of its riches also vanished and I was left in an empty field holding this pencil and an old book.” “Wow, that’s one heck of a tale,” Ruslan, Fyodor’s oldest friend, said. “I bet if you told that at the festival […]
The Art Of Magic – part 1
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on September 5
#flashfiction Fyodor dismounted his horse beside the tower. The walls of the tower were solid gold and gems sparkled like stars in every golden brick. The building rose almost 100 feet into the sky allowing views over the tops of even the tallest trees in the forest surrounding it. He approached the bronze doors hesitantly. […]