Tag: Flash fiction
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Footprints in the Sand
Professor Graunt of the Healding Institute was the first to spot the rift. “It’s clearly obvious, the more you look at it!” He said, in his usual over-excited way. “Just look at this remarkable photograph; the unmistakable footprints walking right to left, left foot first. The first two steps, clearly shodden, are those of an…
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Expanding Order
Once we have the nuns we can decide The Plutonian Council shifted and shuffled nervously. It was the first time the council had met with the High Reverence herself, Amnarnun of Makemake, and her Sisters of the Dissolved Order. The Order, clouded in mystery, as much if not more so than as anything else on…
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Spring Time
The bike was whole again. Alex had spent all day taking it apart, tinkering, cleaning, polishing, and buffing, and eventually put it back together. He was meticulous with every single detail. Apart from, that is, one spring he’d left out. He was baffled. How had he missed it, and where was it from? Regardless, he…
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Selected Resources
“Come with me!” ordered the supervisor. James, unsure of what he had done, stood and followed obediently. Unspeaking, the supervisor led James through a maze of gradually darkening corridors, eventually stopping at a set of double doors. ‘Human Resources’ advised the brass plaque. The supervisor rapped on the door, and a muffled “Enter!” was heard…
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Right On!
Aaron smiled as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Dark hair, blue eyes, a slight covering of stubble around his mouth, chin and jaw line, a nice pale green shirt open at the neck with a thin silver necklace partly visible, and black jeans and boots that finished his look perfectly. He was…
The Mansionic Perspective 