Category: micro fiction
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Fish and Chips? – StormWeaver #29
One can always trust the cat, unless the cat smells fish. Fifteen minutes up the road and where do I end up? At the edge of a pond watching Maggie cat busy swatting at minnows. She meows then laps the water daintily. Chloe breaks out in laughter. “Why don’t we have a picnic?” With tea…
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The Sport of a Tease – StormWeaver #28
“Which way does one go when one does not know the way?” Chloe says from behind. I can feel the smile on her face. Try as I might not a single detail comes back from when I came here. I shade my eyes from the sun and look left and right.I hear Chloe snickering.I turn…
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Be my Guide or is it Bride? StormWeaver #27
She’s out of the bush and brushing herself off before I can get to her.“Go,” she says.“Why were you hiding?”“To watch you take the wrong way.”There are still leaves in her hair and the fragrance of flowers drifts off her lips.“I know my way.” But I don’t.She gives a small laugh. “Please, then don’t let…
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