Category: Flash Fiction

Don’t Be Late

*repost* She stripped off her dress and stood in front of the mirror. That tiny scar below her left eye, the first time, the first beating,twenty days after a fairy tale wedding. A minor glitch; happens in all marriages, she had rationalised, not wanting…

The Wife

The shimmering silvery waters are seducing her, promising her of joy, a lack of which has today driven her to where she is standing now. In the middle of nowhere, in the vastness of a shore playing hide and seek with the sea, an…

The Broken Crayons

As usual, the day has fallen short of time. She had so much to do; she couldn’t get to all of it. A day full of mistakes. She is exhausted as she moves about the house, switching off lights, picking up toys. And then…

The Magician

The magician looks into the blue eyes, momentarily forgetting who he is. He is being washed away by the waves in those eyes. He is young, but he is fascinated by the old craft of magic, markets like this one being the perfect place…

What The Fire Left Behind

He is gone, leaving me in pieces. For days, I have lain broken now. No sense of time or place. Curtains drawn, in darkness, in grief. Falling in love was a mistake. A bigger one was to marry him. I tell myself. But my…

Who’s next?

The frail man, ravaged by time, duped by life, lies in the makeshift bed of tattered clothes, staring at the roof. Today it is studded with just the tiny little dots, trying their best to cast a glow on the earth below, soldiers trying…

The Story She Missed

The stories churn in her head. She is just 12, but her thoughts have elevated to where her age has not yet.At nights, she fills up notebooks with her stories, of fairies, ghouls, soldiers, wars, voyages and dragons, capturing her imagination which usually moves…