Flash Fiction #13: Fire Divining

I watched the bonfire, looking up at the moon to gauge its position in the sky. I knew for sure I wouldn’t sleep tonight, as I never took to tents. We were done toasting marshmallows, and I longed for one more toasty bite. At this point, we went around the fire and told scary stories.Continue reading “Flash Fiction #13: Fire Divining”

Flash Fiction #12: Altar

It was time. The cold feet sunk in, and I waited in the back room, tempted to fix my already styled hair. My husband-to-be waited at the altar. My feet froze further. But it was destiny. Our meeting was an accident. I tripped in a cafe and spilt my matcha latte on his front. WhenContinue reading “Flash Fiction #12: Altar”

Flash Fiction #11: Aftermath

“Are you ready to give up everything to save yourself?” The voice of a stoic stranger rang in my mind. Nothing was working out in my favour, so what was I supposed to answer? “Yes.” In my third eye, towers crumbled, with people buried under their rubble. The people screamed, but were drowned out byContinue reading “Flash Fiction #11: Aftermath”

Flash Fiction #10: The Lions and the Wolves

I had the strangest dream last night, that I was a lion, running in a pack of wolves. I had no fear, and the pack didn’t fear me. But after I woke up for work today, even though I was at home, I had the feeling of missing home. And it nagged me all morning,Continue reading “Flash Fiction #10: The Lions and the Wolves”

Flash Fiction #9: Accounting

I opened an email regarding job offers, where everyday the site would send me three a day. None of them tickled my fancy, until I stopped upon today’s: the local bank posted one for an accountant. Well, my Bachelor’s degree sat there for ages, and I needed the money. But was it the right decision?Continue reading “Flash Fiction #9: Accounting”

Flash Fiction #8: Beige Jacket

I could walk on the moon. My favourite beige jacket returned from the dry cleaners, smelling of lavender. Today was the day I’d wear it with a light blue ensemble. I made it into the managerial job posted online. To celebrate, I’d meet two friends for lunch at Fiori’s — fancy and upmarket, but onContinue reading “Flash Fiction #8: Beige Jacket”

Flash Fiction #7: Tattoo

I walked into the tattoo parlour, nervous, but ready to face the discomfort, however intense it may’ve been. Maybe it was best I had an idea in mind before I stepped in. But as I confirmed my appointment with the decorated lady at the desk, she asked if I had pictures, and handed me aContinue reading “Flash Fiction #7: Tattoo”

Flash Fiction #6: Gladys

I thought I’d done the right thing. My supervisor, Gladys, had a grim face upon calling me to her office. I knew for sure this was about the fight I had with another manager, John, over placement on shelves. I stood in front of her desk, and she sat down with a long-drawn sigh. “HereContinue reading “Flash Fiction #6: Gladys”

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