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I've decided that the majority of what I write is flash fiction and this is no exception. At some point all of these will come together
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I looked down at the crystalline
lake at my feet, reflecting my face back.
Ignoring it, I stepped out onto the surface of the lake, making small
ri..
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The world burned. The
earth was scorched. The ashes were
mine. I shattered reality with a hum
from the thing inside of me. I was
burning. I was fl..
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It was here that we stand now. Solid and anchored to the
Earth with an iron intensity that screamed to bust. We were the only ones left, and there wa..
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It’s clear, but quiet. Like wind chimes and only a small
breeze. The trees are silent or sleeping, so you only hear their slight
snoring. Anim..
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Willing her to look back at him, Cal pressed on.
“I wasn't born in the U.S., let alone Austin. My mother gave birth to me in Brazil and I
h..
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Alice looked up from her phone at
the coffee shop across the street. The squat, brick building stood out like an
eyesore in this part of town. She h..
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These are scenes from a book I'm slowly working on. These 'chapters' are not by any means in order. I write the scenes when they feel the need to be..
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“Traitor!”
The nearest rioter spat the word as Etta was escorted into the Great Hall. Escorted was what the soldiers called it. I would..
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We
were KINGS in a time of thieves,
When the price of LOVE was
less than bread.
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