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Flash Fiction #374 The Last Chance

They were starting to pull out, the fae and all their allies.Arturin had watched the long line of fae passing through the veil, two or three at a time, each taking a whisper of magic away from the world.  Most were more than happy to go, but a few ...  a few of his friends lingered at the bottom of the hill.  Like Arturin, they had all been born to this world, and they would be the last to

Flash Fiction # 373 -- Lost People

The sun had almost set on another day, the landscape the same -- dead brown and broken only by occasional spots of green weeds.  Taller plants clustered around rare waterholes.  Corden scanned the scenery for another such place, hoping to find one still within walking distance tonight.  He only saw desert and ruins, old and some far more ancient.

His canteen was already dry, and he didn't

Flash Fiction # 372 -- Cat Drabble

Professor Fluffytail dropped the papers on his desk with an ear-back glare.  "You cannot be serious."

Little Prettykins ears stayed up despite Fluffytail's angry stare.  "I am serious."

"You believe that cats, the smartest creatures on earth, reached sentience because of humans?" he demanded.

"No, sir. I said we learned to speak because we wanted to talk to humans.  When we found they

Flash Fiction # 371 -- Connor of Northgate/55

Chapter NineteenThe King himself created the passage back to Northgate and took them there; a rare honor to have the King of the Faelands to visit any Gatekeep, let alone one that had been so much trouble.None of Connor's party could be certain they wouldn't suddenly be attacked by trolls again.  No one was sure what had set the trolls off on this war.  Connor thought it had been Galen

Flash Fiction # 370 -- Connor of Northgate/54

Connor could think of only one thing to do to stop Galen from killing them all.  Connor would have killed Mirror Galen without a moment's thought at this point.  However, the moment he drew the knife, the weapon went flying across the room and clattered on the floor by the Southgate Stone.Maybe one chance.Connor shoved Mirror Galen into the path of an oncoming troll, hoping the creature kept

Flash Fiction # 369 -- Connor of Northgate/53

Antisha looked back at the man with a glare that almost felt like magic in the air, and none of it good.  "You have no right to make judgments of any kind.  Shut up."Galen glared.  Connor began to think the man wasn't nearly as smart as people thought.  Connor also felt as though he could move and think again.  They had fought off all the creatures that had come for them and barely survived. 

Flash Fiction # 368 -- Connor of Northgate/52

Chapter EighteenConnor staggered as they entered the crowded royal courtyard.  The world spun around him so that for a moment he wasn't sure they had actually made to their destination.  Nothing settled and he almost went to his knees with the sudden pain.  Liam caught his arm and then shoved him aside and into the protection of his friends.People began to shout all around them."There he is!

Flash Fiction # 367 -- Connor of Northgate/51

"Creature?" Galen snarled with a shake of his head.  The shadows moved as if half alive, and even the others looked around with new worry.  "It is no such thing.  The mirror is a copy of me, set to do what I am now too weak to do --"

The sound of his voice had grown stronger, and the fire in his eyes made it evident that the real Galen was no better than the copy he must have created.

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Flash Fiction # 366 -- Connor of Northgate/50

Chapter SeventeenThe others helped get the portal ready -- a rush of movement and growing magic. They all needed rest, but better to settle the trouble first.Connor studied what they did because he couldn't quite get the feel of the magic.  At first, he had thought this might be something fae could do, but a human could not grasp.  However, as he watched and felt it out, Connor began to

Flash Fiction # 365 -- Connor of Northgate/49

"Get back!" Connor shouted and spread magic out in a wave that staggered Galen and sent trolls flying yet again.  Galen raised his own hand, but when the others moved to stand with Connor, he recognized the danger.  He spread his own magic around, and in that maelstrom, they felt him disappear.The trolls quickly retreated as well, and Connor wondered if they were here of their own will.  His