Each day is an unknown. It doesn’t feel like an unknown. You can have plans, have thoughts, have things to do. But each day is an unknown. Treat it as such. See the beauty in it.
Warmth. A kind warmth not the beating heat of a desert but the gentle caress of sunshine on your skin. Birds humming in the treetops, some loudly singing as they wing their way through the clear blue sky above. It brings with it a sense of belonging. A sensce of presence. Because sunshine demands that … More Sunshine (From the Archives)
There are many what ifs. Many maybes. A few near misses, a few but what about- All of them are meaningless. They’re not real. They’re conjecture, a thought that has no more meaning than the dreams you draw up in your sleep. They don’t hold you. They don’t own you. They’re not you.
It only takes 15 minutes to add another 100 words to your story. That’s the same amount of time as social media, having a cup of tea or even getting dressed. You might not have all the time right now, but you can find 15 minutes.
Love is an emotion that is layered in the human heart. It grows between people, between friends, between family. It comes in may forms, it sees many faces, but it is a gentle act of kindness. A delicate promise. An I care about you, and an I promise to look after you. When the world … More Delicate (Stories on a Theme – “Weak”)
“You have it?” The whisper came out of the alleyway. Recheal stopped in the street, checking around her. No one else had noticed it. They were too busy with their lives, heads down, focusing on the place they were going to instead of the route they took. “Prove yourself,” Recheal said, stepping to the edge … More Cloaked in Night (From the Archives)
Arian lay her grandmother’s will out on the table in front of her. The house was quiet now, the family now having left hours before. It was amazing how much a few words could tear apart them all, in so little time. Battles over the inheritance, battles over the legitimacy of their mother Irene, battles … More Keeping Secrets (From the Archives)
Suzza sat on her bed, surrounded by the ripped pieces of her letters. Each one had contained the years of heartache and love that she had poured into her relationship with Netr. Before she had joined the Tombhunters, before when he had promised that she was his only and that she had his heart. And … More Burning Red (From the Archives)
“Will you marry me, Alysia Renay?” Six words. Supposedly six, life changing words. And they were life changing. They were life changing in the way the sun rises about the horizon every morning, bringing with it warmth from the darkness of space. They were life changing in the way that a first sword would change … More Six Words (100 Words)
First posted in 2019. || Image Credit: Photo by Alice Hampson on Unsplash Greyn slid the heavy gold coin across the wooden table. The metal made an awful scraping noise in the otherwise silent room. The fortune teller looked down at the coin, the bells laced into his hair tinkling together as he did so. “What brings the Daughter of … More Flash Fiction – Hidden Future (From the Archives)