Finally Complete
#1 of short stories a flash fiction on intricacies of life, wolves, and spirits. the memories scattered like water drops as she motionlessly traversed the endless void.
Making Tracks (full version)
Then the one that cried out raised something that made an unnatural snapping sound and a bright flash of light. i turned and bolted, running from another snapping sound as the whole group of them started hooping and hollering.
Making Tracks (edited version)
I entered fur the 'more's flash fiction contest again, and was flirting with the rules a bit by submitting this since it's slightly over the 1,000-word limit - thankfully within forgiveness!
"Necklace in the Bottle"
She gripped the weapon firmly in her paws, spinning about just in time to see the flash of a maw full of teeth. the mirromy deftly sidestepped the shark-like maw and lashed out with the sharp edge of the spear.
Acamas -- A Shepherd's Apathy
 **Acamas -- A Shepherd's Apathy** By: Tyvara _The life of a cyclops is boring._ Acamas thought while resting against a large boulder, his sights partially focused on his...
Worth Zip
#4 of flash fiction this is just an early flash fiction/vignette (goodness, i still struggle in understanding the exact difference between the two) piece of mine that i'm only now uploading on sofurry.
Love In Negative
In my soul I know I'vegotta lose my love for you, but I can't let you go, no matter how impossible you are, no matter how toxic I know it is to live my life in waiting for your lips, to lose my mind in the times you don't commit your all to me as I do...
My God Is A Fox
He runs up to the nearest alcove, one of many around the periphery of the church, and snaps a photo, the flash of the camera going off in spite of the large "no flash photography" sign at the entrance. there's a strange stillness in the bustle, however.
Sex and Blood
The flames dance in the fireplace but the bed is cold; the show whirls outside but the room is still. I set down my glass, wondering if I have a drinking problem, wondering if werewolves can have a drinking problem. The notebook is open; the paper is...
Flash Fiction Contest Entry at FurtheMore2019
Title: Retirement The sound from the explosion was deafening. All around him OWO sector agent Brian, codenamed 043, could see the fortress breaking apart and falling into the cliffside sea below. This was hardly new to the experienced gazelle. He had...
Fiery Essence
**Fiery Essence** The fire raged inside of him. He could feel it surging throughout his body; it filled and fueled his veins. The pulsing beat of his heart spread it all throughout his body. There he stood, trying to harness what lied within. Many...
Pages From a Dog’s Diary #3
It really doesn't take much - a warm space under the kitchen table, the simmering kettle on the polished stove - Mrs Grant's quiet humming of a popular song.You could also say, it takes a whole lot, but mostly it's the sum of tiny things that makes...