Greyscale – Flash Fiction

Once I noticed this girl watching me, that was it, I saw her everywhere. It seemed kind of endearing at first - like she just happened to be in the same place as me, and was perhaps a little too shy to randomly come up to me. But it quickly became clear that it wasn’t... Continue Reading →

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Chainsaw – Flash Fiction

The sound of the chainsaw, of rusty metal grinding upon rusty metal, chilled him to the very core of himself. His skin felt instantly clammy, his knees clattering together as he sat on the small chair of splintered wood. The man wielding the chainsaw stood menacingly before him enjoying the sense of God-like power that... Continue Reading →

Unopened – Flash Fiction

There it lay before her, unopened. Like a Pandora’s box, she didn’t know what could be unleashed; the havoc it could possibly cause if she opened it. Would Schrödinger’s cat be alive or dead? She couldn’t walk away from it. Fixated by it, by it’s intricate design. Captivating. She was scared, unsure, uncertain of what... Continue Reading →

Itchy – Flash Fiction

Irritating, burning, itching. Every millimetre of her skin inflamed. Nails not long enough for a satisfactory scratch. Uncomfortable; agitated. Twisting, contorting, trying to reach, clawing at her own body. Breaking through epidermis. Bleeding. Skin falling to the floor. Long strips and small flakes. Freckles and hair follicles being scratched away. Itchy; itching; itched. Tight uncomfortable... Continue Reading →

Falling Stars – Flash Fiction

With a finger tracing over her skin, she connected the freckles, dot to dot on her arm, tracing out the constellation that she used to be a part of. A constellation forever changed because she was no longer apart of it; but there it was, upon her skin, preserving its place in history. A nod... Continue Reading →

Shared Feelings – Flash Fiction

They’d been working together in silence. A comfortable silence. They each got on with their own work, doing what they had to do with no chatter, no laughter. It certainly wasn’t unusual for them to do so, but it was definitely not the norm to be so quiet, so engrossed in their own work. “You... Continue Reading →

Desperate Times

  He looked at her. His hair was still a mess and in the bright morning sunlight he looked more handsome and more human than she had ever seen him. “I guess I’m asking you to trust me.” he said Every fibre of her being knew that trusting him would be a really big mistake... Continue Reading →

A Natural End

I sat opposite her, an uncomfortable silence hung in the air between us; like we were strangers unsure of what to talk about. I didn’t feel the need or urge to tell her anything. Everything we’d usually talk about just didn’t seem of importance - we didn’t want to talk anymore. We fiddled with our... Continue Reading →

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