Friday Fictioneers

Belle of the ball

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Her dress was a cornflour blue, the same colour as…
Veiled hearts

poetry inspired by Erin Hanson
Country road (take me home)

Dad promised that I would love the new city, the new house and my new school.…
When we were friends

Shona pulled up her collar. A fine mist gathered around the group, complicit in their betrayal.
Shadow

He walked right in, tiny and black. Meowing right and left he greeted my receptionist, the…
Swat – A locust’s perspective

I creep upward, gripping the slippery black dome. Out of view and hidden. In case some…
Naledi’s secret

The shimmer caught her eye. At first Naledi thought it was a bottle, dumped by the…
The Wishing Chair

She remembered the old lady’s advice, Go to the Wishing Chair. But wish for only what…
The Mechanic

Eddie’s chest hurt. His tense body seemed to be crushing itself, and his head throbbed with…
The end of the line

“It was a mistake! Please don’t do this.” Sean pleaded with his boss John aka The…