A young man sits opposite Poppy on the train, a large folder open on his lap. Poppy tries hard not to stare at him but his old-fashioned three-piece pinstripe suit keeps catching her eye. A poppy rests in his buttonhole, even though it is far from Remembrance Day, and a bowler hat sits on the […]
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#FridayFlash – The House That Could
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#FridayFlash – Clay Angels
There had been a sculptor’s studio down by the river for as long as anyone in the village could remember. Passed down from father to son, its current occupant was Gunther, an unmarried recluse who conducted almost all of his business by letter. In lieu of a son he had an apprentice, a young man […]
#FridayFlash – Père Lachaise
Ground mist crept along the avenues and lanes of the cemetery as the clock struck midnight, calling the luminaries to the Rond-point Casimir Périer. The shades of the great and good gathered around the monument, early arrivers taking up seats on the benches intended for the living that visited during the day. A skeletal figure stalked […]
#FridayFlash – The Roost
This follows on from last week’s flash, The Sleeping Army. Artemuse followed the passage, and it didn’t take her long to realise that it coiled upward in a tight spiral. She had no idea where the vaal’kyr roost would be, but it didn’t surprise her that winged creatures might prefer to live above the city, […]
#FridayFlash – The Guardian
This piece follows on from last week’s flash, The Monarch. This has inadvertantly turned into a serial! Word must have spread among the guards as no one stopped Artemuse during her flight from the Palace. She left the shining building behind her and plunged into the murky depths of the Old Town, a crumbling maze […]
