The Road Ahead – Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #6

FFFC 3.25.19

For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge # 6

While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

The Road Ahead – Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #6

There it was. The road that lead to Avonlea. Siofra gazed down at the long, long black line through the wastelands. Just last year the old road had blazed it’s trail through the prairie grasses. Lush and green, dotted with wildlife, it had been a beautiful drive. But that was before the Two Day War. Most of the world’s population had perished in two days, millions more in the aftermath. Then had come the nuclear winter and the holocaust summer. Savage wind storms had ripped through the world turning grasslands and forests to deserts. Continue reading “The Road Ahead – Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #6”

The Wheel of Tomorrow… Friday Fiction

Friday fictioneers 3.21.19

How long? How long had she been doing this? Sarah looked down from her lofty perch atop the Ferris Wheel. As the neon glare all but blocked out the stars, Sarah reminisced about a time when it was not so. So long ago when this had been flat farm land. Before the touch of modern buildings and streets it had been beautiful.

Sarah sighed, how she missed the trappings of ages long gone. Her short Katana blade, concealed by a long leather duster, was all that remained of her old life. Sometimes being an immortal just sucked.

Word count 97

For Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Grindylow Below

50 word thrs 3.21.19

For 50 Word Thursday – hosted this week by Teresa at thehauntedwordsmith

Rules:
**Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
**Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.
**Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
**HAVE FUN!

Grindylow Below

“You’d better hurry, they’re about to start.” Jane beckoned Charlize toward the spot at the end of the track. “They’re just about to hit the water run.” Continue reading “Grindylow Below”

High Noon in Tombstone – CCC # 19

CCC 3.21.19

The full moon was high overhead as the trio began to slog their way up the hill. There at the summit, the final contest would take place. This was the big game for all the marbles, live or die. Sam checked his shotgun, sawed off to an illegal length, the scatter pattern was sure to take a man’s head clean off. Or at least incapacitate one until Kyna could come at them with her blessed katana sword. Guaranteed to lop a head clean off, she had done more than her share of killing. Buzz finished out their trio with a deadly combination of weighted aluminum baseball bat and sturdy flame thrower.

The three reached the turn off at high noon lane. The last of the zombie hoard would die here in Tombstone, at the O.K. corral.

word count 136

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Sandworm of Arrakis a Twittering Tale

TT 3.19.19

So, this is it. I work my tail off to get into field work. Eight years as a Class 1 senior MIB agent and THIS is the disguise I get? Freakin’ Annelids. I’ll get those stupid worm guys if it’s the last things I do. I’ll teach them not to dress ME up like an Arraki Sandworm.

character count 277

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Wired – a mostly true story

FFFC 3.18.19

For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge

Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

Wired – a mostly true story

He was only seven when the monsters came. Whispering to him late at night, telling him stories, telling him … things. I sat and watched as he stood open-eyed, staring off into the distance, talking to someone I couldn’t see, in a language I’d never heard. He was only seven. Continue reading “Wired – a mostly true story”

Better Days

Friday fictioneers 3.15.19

Better Days

It still stood on the sidewalk, a melancholy reminder of better days. The days when Grampy taught her to play, the days before. Before the Bluebird Pandemic had swept across the world, leaving millions of blue-faced corpses in it’s wake. The doctors had died in the first wave. The plague wiped out most of the world population, lack of sanitation took still more. Then came the looters. They stripped everything including the ebony and ivory keys from her beloved piano. Ayrelan had made a small memorial garden on the top of the derelict instrument, a tribute to better days.

Word count 99

For Friday Fictioneers

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

A Very Odd Mark

50 word thrs 3.13.19

A Very Odd Mark

The rigid formality of the place suffocated her. It was too much like the stark formal walls of the asylum. An exceedingly odd place to find a mark but Solanj didn’t question. She waited behind one of the massive stone columns unwinding her bracelet. Continue reading “A Very Odd Mark”

Inn of the Purple Door – a Crimson Creative Challenge

CCC 3.13.19

For Crimsons Creative Challenge

Inn of the Purple Door

The bottles were lined up in a row. The window faced the full moon and each bottle touched some bit of the metal grid. All was in readiness. Shara entered her circle of salt, lit the candles and settled herself to the ground. She began mixing herbs with her mortar and pestle and chanting her spell. Continue reading “Inn of the Purple Door – a Crimson Creative Challenge”

Fate of the 6210 – a Twittering Tale

TT 3.12.19

Fate of the 6210

Heavy raindrops soaked his cigarette as Sam stood assessing the wreck. Bloody steam bandits! They had derailed the train en-route and, in the confusion, made off with the steam generator. Sam stepped lightly over twisted metal and worse. Now to catch the thieving buggers.

character count 272

For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP