Tag: flash fiction

RIGHT: Finding a Different Path

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Cooper knew nobody else could do this:

each time he closed his eyes, he saw himself run toward a particular corner and turn left.

He could do this all day; his body lay shattered in a hospital bed –

useless.

Each time, blown clean out of his running shoes by a runaway sedan.

If he could find a different path, he could switch into it;

this one was beginning to cramp his style anyway.

Apparently, the multiverse was out to get him. Not once yet has he taken a right instead.

Hey – no sweat, right? He could do this all day.

This flash fiction in 100 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

REACH: Cradle of Life

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In the beginning,
the Great Mother
whose mind boils in Chaos
did reach toward the seed of light
crafted by her daughters.

She sunk her fingers deep
until it fell in chunks all around;
embedded in the void,
burning from the touch
of primal Chaos,
her grandchildren became the stars.

This flash fiction in 50 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

GO: An Unfortunate Engagement

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“Are you okay?” Dex lowered his weapon slightly.

“I. . . ” a strange tilt of the head – “I think so.” – or was he just stretching?

“What are you doing here?” Dex recalled scattered reports – “everyone evacuated right before the robos rolled through.” – of robos staying behind, disguised as people. Was this “civilian” one of them?

“I was hiding.”

Weird. “You’re lucky they didn’t find you.” The robos were adept at finding people.

Suspicious, Dex reached for his radio. Better call for backup, just in case. The guy’s eyes blazed laser red; without thinking, Dex fired. The back of the man’s head exploded, not with sparks but bloody gore.

Had he been mistaken, the eyes a trick of the light? He was human after all.

Go. Just go. You have others to worry about.

He coughed twice, his throat dry; suddenly he didn’t feel so well. He took off, leaving the body behind.

This flash fiction in 150 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

COME: The End of the World as We Know It

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“Come on,” she pleaded. “The ship leaves soon.”

“Do you think we’ll ever come back? Our people, I mean.” He was stalling – searching in the mess of their evacuation.

“Probably not. This place will be uninhabitable.”

He picked up a book, considered it a moment, then tossed it aside.

He saw it. “Here!” He dislodged the artifact from a pile and displayed it.

“That.”

“To help us remember where we came from.”

She checked the time. “We’ll never make it now!”

“Sure we will. I know a shortcut.” he said, taking her by the hand. “Come on.”

This flash fiction in 97 words was crafted for The M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan.

It was inspired by this article.