My job was to keep the chosen ones in stasis alive until I die. The one after me would do the same, the one after her as well...
The exorcist arrived two hours late.
“You know how they are,” Josephine said, wiping her hands on her apron. “And they don’t care about what happens in the small towns.”
Written for Microcosms, my prompts for the week were “ordinary person”, “airplane” and “sci-fi/fantasy”. A Taste of Peace It was as close to the aliens that I had ever been and I sighed inwardly as I saw that my window seat with the extra legroom was next to a couple of Greens. I stowed my … Continue reading Flash Fiction: A Taste of Peace
Written for last week's Microcosms, my prompts were "news reporter", "battlefield" and "sci-fi". Babylon “We can’t broadcast this.” The suited man stared in disgust at the reporter’s footage of the aftermath of one of the battles on Babylon. The reporter’s red-rimmed eyes stared at the screen. “It shouldn’t be hidden.” He used two fingers to … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Babylon
This story was written for Microcosms and my prompts were “legatee”, “hinterland” and “Steam Punk”. Time Enough The airship flew slowly over the burnt grasses of the hinterlands south of the city. Encased in the glass and metal viewing deck, I was glad to be breathing fresh air. Uncle Bryan had really thought of everything … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Time Enough
“First Blood” was written for last week’s Microcosms. My prompts were coma patient, galactic war, and memoir. First Blood This time they had not come for our mines, but for our other resources – clean water in abundance and cheap labour. The battle between the colony and earth was over in six days. I woke … Continue reading Flash Fiction: First Blood
“Do you remember that adventure we went on? When we were nine?” I sigh, staring out straight in front of me. Of course I remember. But that was before. “I know you do,” Alex says, sitting down on the foot of my bed with a grunt. He touches my leg, and I flinch from pain. … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Petrichor
Written for Microcosms (for which you have a maximum of 300 words), the prompts for this piece was “isolated teen”, “ball”, “sci-fi”. Danse Macabre Lights flickered on in the empty hall. Old Classical music started playing as couples entered through the large doors. Long dresses swished and swayed as a waltz played and the dancers … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Danse Macabre
“The Exorcism of CJ” was written for last week’s Microcosms competition. The elements I had to work with, were: exorcist, rural town, sci-fi. The Exorcism of CJ The exorcist arrived two hours late. “You know how they are,” Josephine said, wiping her hands on her apron. “And they don’t care about what happens in the … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Exorcism of CJ
This piece was originally written for the last Microcosms of 2017 ( a flash fiction competition of 300 words). I quite enjoyed writing this one and it took me in another direction than I had initially thought it would. Enjoy! Nil Omne John stared into the machine through the thick glass. His fellow scientists recorded … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Nil Omne