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Flash Fiction #650 -- Neko (Drabble)

 Hello, author person!  Can I have your attention for a few minutes?  What do you mean, who am I? I'm Neko, the magical Siamese cat you trapped in a building for several hundred years and then turned out into the world to have adventures.  Yes, I've had an interesting few months with Colin and Luna, but we have done nothing since October 25, 2024.That's not entirely true.&nbsp

Flash Fiction #649 -- The First Strike (Drabble)

 A squirrel threw an acorn at a fae walking through his forest.He hadn't expected it to hit."Ow! Listen, you misbegotten creature from the void --""My mistake! I've never hit before --""You aren't a pixie."The squirrel stopped running back and forth on the branch.  "Not a pixie, no. Not that stupid."He made the fae laugh.  That was a good sign. He might survive. When the sound of

Flash Fiction #648 -- Fixing Trouble (Drabble)

 "This is a mess," Gaea complained as she and Odin watched the brown and white ball wobble. Gaea pushed the poles back into place. Spots of green appeared"You have a good touch," Odin complimented."Any of you could do this. Why did you send for me?""Check the caves.""Caves? No.  Don't tell me someone brought in humans!""A few prototypes. I suspect Loki's work," Odin admitted.Gaea shook

Flash Fiction # 647 -- Windbound/2

 That made a clean circle for Hwan.  He looked at the Goddess for a long moment and then at his hands, no doubt considering the power he had carried."May one ask a question?" he said.She nodded and waited patiently for the question."Why?" He began and then stopped again. Courage came to his face. "Why didn't you stop me before I got to the Emperor's Palace?""What you carried remained

Flash Fiction # 467 -- Windbound/2

 That made a clean circle for Hwan.  He looked at the Goddess for a long moment and then at his hands, no doubt considering the power he had carried."May one ask a question?" he said.She nodded and waited patiently for the question."Why?" He began and then stopped again. Courage came to his face. "Why didn't you stop me before I got to the Emperor's Palace?""What you carried remained

Flash Fiction # 646 -- Windbound/1

 There were three of us on the road that morning, trudging along the dusty path toward ... somewhere else. I had spent almost an entire season in the city of Fa, a crowded, ill-kept place of no use for an upcoming artist and philosopher like me.I had spent almost the entire time waiting for a promised invitation from Fa's Governor General. My funds dwindled.  I had to leave before I

Flash Fiction # 466 -- Windbound/1

 There were three of us on the road that morning, trudging along the dusty path toward ... somewhere else. I had spent almost an entire season in the city of Fa, a crowded, ill-kept place of no use for an upcoming artist and philosopher like me.I had spent almost the entire time waiting for a promised invitation from Fa's Governor General. My funds dwindled.  I had to leave before I

Flash Fiction # 464 -- Windbound/1

 There were three of us on the road that morning, trudging along the dusty path toward ... somewhere else. I had spent almost an entire season in the city of Fa, a crowded, ill-kept place of no use for an upcoming artist and philosopher like me.I had spent almost the entire time waiting for a promised invitation from Fa's Governor General. My funds dwindled.  I had to leave before I

Flash Fiction #645 -- Village

 His uncle laughed when Nalfae said he would leave the village after the snow melt."Leave," Uncle repeated. "Who else would accept you?"Uncle walked away.  He still laughed.The snow melt couldn't come too soon.By the next day, everyone at Crossing knew he planned to leave.  Uncle's reaction was not the worst.  Most of the women sketched a warding sign in his direction,

Flash Fiction #644 - Servant

 The girl knew her name was Esta, though no one else in the castle knew or used it. Some might even think it pretentious of her to claim to be someone other than a servant.  She was almost always the first to answer if anyone yelled for a servant. This became so common that the other servants made sure she wasn't already there before any of them answered.Esta was meticulous in her work