Somewhere on earth during a brief moment in the passage of time, there was a modest town inhabited by modest people. There really was nothing special about that place. It was a town among towns. Thus. They lived their lives in peace and were expecting things to remain that way. Forever and a day. However, … Continue reading The Day Of Flames
Tag: Flash Fiction
The Boy with a Demon’s Eye
“The stars are pretty tonight… don’t you think?” I try to speak, but my mouth won’t open. Instead, I shake my head. “What’s that, you see no stars?” With disfigured stumps, I point to the scorched mess where my eyes once were. “Oh, right. You have no eyes.” A few minutes pass, and I start … Continue reading The Boy with a Demon’s Eye
The Last Step
I pinch my arm in disbelief. Carnage. Slaughter. Evil. I try the feel of each word on my tongue, but none is adequate to describe… “this”. I find myself surrounded by bits and pieces of human flesh and bones. The once green forest floor now painted red. The gore is scattered here and there, but … Continue reading The Last Step
Cloudy Skies
Clouds swarm the sky and, in doing so deny the sun its domain — hindering the life-giving rays of light from reaching its creation. I stand on the ground beneath, watching attentively as shadows creep up the sidewalk, draining away the light in its wake. My hands are outstretched, reaching for the skies, wanting only to offer … Continue reading Cloudy Skies
The Escape
“Come back here, you good-for-nothing piece of crap.” The son, tears fresh in his eyes and adrenaline pumping through his small body, slams the door shut behind him before running out into the cold of night. Searching desperately for somewhere to hide — a place where he may finally be given respite. The forest floor is wet … Continue reading The Escape
Waiting for a Storm
Leaves tremble in the wind — a premonition of a storm forthcome The faint silhouette of a man can be seen underneath the coverings of a munificent tree, a creature of bark and sap that offers both warmth and shelter. Surrounding him are beasts of wind, threatening to disturb his fated encounter. And yet he stands tall, … Continue reading Waiting for a Storm
I Am Scared of the Dark
The servant of one highly acclaimed lady sits in front of his sturdy desk — inkwell and feather ready for use, and high-quality parchment waiting patiently for his confession. The man sighs deeply before putting quill to paper. Dear lady, It is with a heavy heart that I confess, at last. I acknowledge that I … Continue reading I Am Scared of the Dark
Singularity
Two silhouettes seem but one underneath the setting sun, their hands intertwined as they gaze deep into the eyes of the other. Shhh says the wind, causing strands of the girl’s soft hair to fall over her face. He leans to tuck the golden strands of hair back behind her ears, smiling at her with … Continue reading Singularity
The Haunted Cottage #2
"Coming" says a woman from inside the cottage. The young man lets go of the air that had been building up inside his lungs and takes a step back to allow the door to be opened unhindered. At hearing her voice he felt relief wash over him, but at the same time, he is surprised … Continue reading The Haunted Cottage #2
The Haunted Cottage #1
There is a place somewhere on earth, in the farthermost reaches of a labyrinth of trees. An ancient cottage, old as the forest itself, and possessed by creatures of old - spiteful creatures that were forsaken by man. It is said that once the door slams shut behind you, it is all over. Destined to … Continue reading The Haunted Cottage #1









