The day you died I cut out my heart and buried it on the hill beneath the oak we had planted together a lifetime ago.
“Next time we meet, one of us will be dead.” He lifted the cup of poison-laced whiskey and gulped it down before a swift death claimed him…
I turned at the call of my name to find my Watcher in his pristine parrot-bright biohazard suit at the house’s front door. I glanced down at my own hands covered in sparrow-coloured dirt.
This was originally published by Paragraph Planet on 7 June 2016. (Be sure to check out their other 75-word fiction.) When I came there, she was gone. The tree which had kept her safe throughout the winter was cracked and broken, yet the branches sprouted bright green leaves. From the cracked trunk of the tree…… Continue reading Microfiction: When I Came There, She Was Gone
I won’t lie – I love maps. Whether they are of real or mythical places, a place I know very well or a place I still wish I could visit one day. For the Airtha-Eyrassa books I’m writing, I need much more detailed maps.
“It is too late to turn back – for all of us,” I said. “We have to go on. We were chosen for a reason.” Around us the landscape had turned starker until only short brush remained and the red dust was whipped into the air to scour our faces and hands. The prison tomb,…… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Shadows