Another microfiction I wrote for Mastodon. ‘Please help me,’ she said. She wrung her hands, hoping THIS would be the doctor who listened. ‘Every month, I experience memory loss –‘…
Thanks to Sophie Jane for donating to my Ko-Fi for this microfiction! ‘Don’t!’ She reached out to stop her, but the woman only smiled. ‘It’s alright. Truly.’ She crouched beside…
This is a microfiction I entered in a competition. The requirement was a story that was exactly 80 words. The first time I went to the Sea Witch, I brought…
She fed it every day. A scarred, feather-bare magpie with sharp eyes and a greedy croak. First, it watched from the garden fence. She left it fruit on the ground,…
Another microfiction from Mastodon. There’s something wonderful about how fleeting and restricted it is as a medium. Concentrated, maybe. ‘Why do you hate the stars?’ she whispered. ‘They are each…
Another microfiction I posted to Mastodon (and therefore limited to 500 characters). ‘No! NO! Bad boy. No biting!’ She hauled it off her cowering apprentice. The apprentice shuddered. ‘I don’t…
‘I want to see dragons,’ he said, gazing longingly through the scrying mirror. ‘I want to see fire and wind, and feel the sun on my face. Do you understand?’…