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#FridayFantasy – Crimson Glitters – #FlashFiction #Fantasy #Preview

11 Friday Aug 2017

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Crimson glitters scattered darkness into the night; fire and flame cascading through the silence.  The quiet environs of forest would never be the same.  Not after He had been there, shaking his hatred outward, spreading abhorrence and cruelty like seeds being sown into fertile soil; like sparks scattering from a raging flame.

They stood in mute horror, watching the conflagration as it stretched outward from his hands, crimson glitters of malevolence reaching into their tranquility, seeking only devastation.

Yet one stood against the infiltration; deep viridian staring boldly into the scarlet haze, wielding a magic Evil could never comprehend.

Forgiveness.

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A 100-Word Preview of Dark Fey:  Breaking Into the Light, book three of the Dark Fey Trilogy.

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Beautiful photograph by:  Vijaya Sundaram

 

 

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#FridayFictioneers – Nothingness

28 Wednesday Sep 2016

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from-amy-reese

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She awoke with a haze swimming in her head and staggered out the door, then stopped. Walls of metal and floors of smoothed concrete met her gaze, illumined by unexceptional fluorescent lights lending the corridor a cold, antiseptic ambience and not a single sound whispered in the sterile promontory.

Where was she?  Continue reading →

#FridayFantasyPrompt – #FlashFiction – Realm

23 Friday Sep 2016

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Because we all love to write and because I’ve really gotten swept up in the challenge of Flash Fiction,  this is an Invitation to use the fantasy image above to create a post on your own blog… poetry, flash fiction, short story,… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (EST) Thursday 29th September and to paste your link directly into the comments section of this post so we can all visit, read and enjoy other’s offerings and explore the sites of other writers.

Please also use the #FridayFantasyPrompt hashtag in your title so your posts can be found via Reader Search, Twitter, and Facebook, if you link to these.

I shall begin with the following: Continue reading →

#Writephoto – Beacon – #FlashFiction

22 Thursday Sep 2016

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beacon

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It stood silently, waiting.

Upon the hushed plane, beneath the roiling sky, it stood.  Crafted in the shadows of yesterday, the beacon once blazed in triumph and jubilee; heralded bleak infamy, and shouted warnings into the dark of night.

Now, in leaden stillness, it looked upon the open wold and silently waited; wondering where its benefactors had gone. The village that had echoed with laughter, tears, and wisdom chanting through the years, now stood in the hush, silent and lonely.

Flame no longer kissed its crown; it stood waiting, silent, in the hush.

Lonely.  Forgotten, heralding none but the thrush.

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~Morgan~

Flash Fiction Prompted by Sue Vincent’s weekely #Writephoto prompt, this week entitled Beacon 

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Beautiful photography by Sue Vincent

#FridayFictioneers – Glimmers – #FlashFiction

21 Wednesday Sep 2016

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glitter

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The house was old, a shadow of its former splendor.  Shadows seeped into its corners and cobwebs crossed its many halls, the only traffic those once busy corridors now saw.  A pale spectacle of late afternoon sunlight coaxed its way through the window perilously perched above the grand staircase, illuminating the past along with the present.

She stood, gazing upwards as clairvoyance whispered round her; suspirations of yesterday floating upon the stale atmosphere like ghosts.  Suspended above the stairs in a fragment of memory only she could see, a banner of sparkling light transposed the dimness.

Glimmers of yesterday, shouting.

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Genre:  Fiction

Word Count: 100

Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge to spin a tale of exactly 100 words, graciously hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This is my contribution.

Also, as part of #WritingforWriters Wednesdays.  Interested in taking part of this challenge…visit Rochelles blog for info 🙂  Or click the link below

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~Morgan~

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PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Passage – Soul Mates – #FlashFiction

17 Saturday Sep 2016

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Passage time stands still

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His senses spun; his heart hammered; he was irresistibly drawn to her.  She no longer whispered, but he could hear her still; the beguiling sound of that which made her exquisitely her resounded within him.

Unconcerned about the watching star-beings, who no longer laughed, but shimmered their light as if smiling, he stepped forward and gazed down into her upturned face.  Drinking in the soft blush of her cheek, the delicate smile turning her lips, and the lush glimmer in her eyes, he reached to touch her and, with that contact, his heart blazed with passionate yearning.

He Remembered Her.

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The End.

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~Morgan~

Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling  

Part Six – Laughter

Part Seven – His Aura

Part Eight – Transfixed

Part Nine – Bathed In Light

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Beautiful Original Photograph by:  Matt Payne

Passage – Bathed In Light – #FlashFiction

16 Friday Sep 2016

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Passage time stands still

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Never had she seen another being like him. Blue eyes, pale skin, and yellow hair proclaimed he was far from his own realm and more astonishing than she ever could have imagined.  Tall and strong, with odd cloth ornamentation covering his body and bizarre black embellishments in his skin, he was both handsome and bewildering.

He returned her shocked stare, the liquescent blue of his gaze skating away repeatedly, then returning.  Lissome and beautiful, she stood bathed in translucent light he had not noticed from the distance; a star-being in humanesque form, yet entirely unclothed.

His aura shifted; she smiled.

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~Morgan~

Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling  

Part Six – Laughter

Part Seven – His Aura

Part Eight – Transfixed

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Beautiful Original Photograph by:  Matt Payne

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Gate – #writephoto #FlashFiction

15 Thursday Sep 2016

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gate

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Cold and bleak, the gate stood, waiting.  Harbinger of the lost; temple of the Unseen, it yawned in the void of the lifeless living among the living. Spectral silence whispered round its ancient stones, sending shivers in spite of the hope about which it spoke: the possibility that life extended beyond life.

They stood gazing at its perplexing iron and stonework, confused and misled.  Long they had thought the avenue of light would lead them directly onward, but standing in the slanting shadows they began to understand.  Moving ahead or lingering, dead, was entirely their choice.

It always had been.

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Written in response to the #writephoto writing challenge posted by Sue Vincent today.  A Photo that immediately spoke to me.  Thank You Sue!

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photograph by Sue Vincent

Passage – Transfixed – #FlashFiction

14 Wednesday Sep 2016

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Passage time stands still

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Cascading sparks of crimson cooled to lush indigo-violet hues as his gaze focused again upon her and as he stared, she began to whisper once more.  Softly trepidatious, her voice called to him across the distance that remained between them; yet the sound was brazenly close and his heart hammered in response. Continue reading →

Passage – His Aura – #FlashFiction

10 Saturday Sep 2016

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aura

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The intensity of his ire radiated outward through his aura, gleaming into the shadowlight.  The scarlet glimmer muffled the insidious laughter assaulting him and many of the lights streaked back into the safety of the sky like stars falling in reverse.  Others danced round his head like moths drawn to a flame and these he cursed at brazenly, though his unintelligible words only provoked choruses of additional laughter.

Glancing past the annoying entities, he scanned the horizon for the female who had ceased to sing and saw her lithe silhouette lingering amidst the shadows of barren rock.

His aura shifted.

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~Morgan~

Part One – This Flash Fiction piece is a sequel to Passage, which I wrote in response to Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto weekly photoprompt.

Part Two – Time Stood Still

Part Three – The Void

Part Four – Her Voice

Part Five – Beguiling  

Part Six – Laughter

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Stock artwork found on google images.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original artist. Thank You~

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#FridayFictioners – Crimson Glitters – #FlashFiction

31 Wednesday Aug 2016

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Crimson glitters scattered darkness into the night; fire and flame cascading through the silence.  The quiet environs of forest would never be the same.  Not after He had been there, shaking his hatred outward, spreading abhorrence and cruelty like seeds being sown into fertile soil; like sparks scattering from a raging flame.  Continue reading →