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Flash Fiction #291: Honor Among Thieves/4

Finding Darkin proved impossible, especially since I couldn't go looking for him.   Yeti carefully made inquiries, mostly using magical beings.  The guild didn't deal with them.Darklin had been seen two days after Kimlin took over the guild and then disappeared. I tried not to believe that was a bad sign about his survival.  Darklin was smart.  He'd get out of sight.The problem was that he

Flash Fiction 290: Honor Among Thieves/3

Kimlin knew where I'd head since I had been poisoned. He waited there for me.  I hoped he wasn't trying to be discreet because he was a disgrace to the Thieves Guild.Not that I intended for him to stay a member for much longer.I hadn't taken in much of the poison, and I wondered if I would survive without help.  That wasn't the kind of gamble I liked to practice.  I headed in the opposite

Flash Fiction # 289 -- Honor Among Thieves/2

I was looking back over some older flash fictions and found one -- Honor Among Thieves (#164) that I had clearly had trouble with because it took an odd twist and had an ending that made no sense.  So here is more of the story.  I am going to try and work out something reasonable for the story.


"You think you've done better than Old Salem, boy?"I had not expected to find someone in the

Flash Fiction # 288 -- Aged (Drabble)

I brushed against the old woman and shrieked in dismay, seeing her long gray hair and craggy face.  Her spider-like fingers caught my arm to keep her balance, and I jerked away.
"Cover yourself!" I shouted.
She flaunted the rule of decency; those of us who would be young forever did not want to see death.
"You think you are one of the blessed?" she asked.  "Your end of time will come."
I

Flash Fiction # 287 -- Jungle

She did the impossible: took a weapon from the stranger's camp by the stream, and ran for the jungle.  They yelled, but she darted to the trees and into the loud, dank shadows.  A dozen waterfalls covered her sounds, and leaves obscured the view of where she ran.This was her place.She found her tree, scurried up the branches, and hid in a pod she'd cleared out, sitting in silence until

Flash Fiction # 286 -- CTS # 1 -- Liquid Gold

(A few days ago I bought a book called Complete the Story -- which I will call CTS in my post titles -- and decided to use it for some of the flash fiction pieces.  I'm not sure how I'll do.  The first one I didn't notice the prompt was in First Person and wrote it in Third Person -- I'll have to watch that in the future.  It's an interesting experiment though.  I corrected that in this typed

Flash Fiction # 287 -- CTS # 1 -- Liquid Gold

(A few days ago I bought a book called Complete the Story -- which I will call CTS in my post titles -- and decided to use it for some of the flash fiction pieces.  I'm not sure how I'll do.  The first one I didn't notice the prompt was in First Person and wrote it in Third Person -- I'll have to watch that in the future.  It's an interesting experiment though.  I corrected that in this typed

Flash Fiction #285: Fairy Tale # 2

(Characters from Fairy Tale, #162)Years ago Ellie fell through a hole from the First World to the Second World. There she found magic and magical creatures.  Indira, the tiger, was the first of the inhabitants she'd met, and talking tiger did give her a bit of a shock.  Paddy the raccoon, who also spoke, had taken her to the village and she found a lovely little place to live.  Ellie grew

Flash Fiction # 284: The Further Adventures of Serena and Buffy

Once upon a time, Serena messed up a potion. (Flash Fiction # 109 -- Trouble Brewing)Actually, she almost always messed up a potion.  However, in this particular case, it hadn't even been her fault.  She'd had a nearly perfect base potion half a year ago ... and then her cat familiar -- Buffy -- had knocked some feathers into the pot and then fell in herself.  The potion flew everywhere,

The Further Adventures of Serena and Buffy

Once upon a time, Serena messed up a potion. (Flash Fiction # 109 -- Trouble Brewing)Actually, she almost always messed up a potion.  However, in this particular case, it hadn't even been her fault.  She'd had a nearly perfect base potion half a year ago ... and then her cat familiar -- Buffy -- had knocked some feathers into the pot and then fell in herself.  The potion flew everywhere,