Flash Fiction – Electric (Stories on a Theme “Power”)

Unlet looked at her hands, watching the electricity crackle between her fingers. In that moment, the mess of the room, from the broken bookshelves and smashed windows, all fell away.

She could feel it, feel the power coursing through her veins. She could still taste the tang of the potion on her tongue, a metallic taste, with a hint of roses and summer wine.

She smiled, snapping her hands into fists.

She had found it, and she had claimed it. No one could stop her now.

Now it was time to get justice.

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