Month: August 2022

It’s that time again! Time to gather around the table and share some juicy tidbits of fiction with the folks of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely and talented Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can find other small tales of wonder, and danger at: rochellewisoff.com. Come on out and join us! This week’s photo is loaned to us by : David Stewart.

To continue Iosa’s story…

Long Shadows…

wc: 91

Iosa closed her eyes to the chaos around her and slid down the wall. Inside her mind, she saw her home. The old shed where she’d played house as a child. The nights of ‘camping’ in the yard, filled with ghost stories and roasted marshmallows.

‘On a certain day, at a certain time, when the shadows are just so…’

She could hear her Father’s voice as he told the old story for the millionth time. What she wouldn’t give to hear that story, now. She was so tired, so very tired.

It’s that time again! Time to gather around the table and share some juicy tidbits of fiction with the folks of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely and talented Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. You can find other small tales of wonder, and danger at: rochellewisoff.com. Come on out and join us! This week’s photo is loaned to us by : Brenda Cox.

Flare

wc: 100 exact

Iosa planted her back against something. She wasn’t sure if it was a wall or a person. All she truly knew was that the shelter was crowded with barely room to move between the sea of people and belongings. It had been only a few days since the last solar flare had taken out most of the mainland. Those who escaped the radiation had piled into the available shelters until they had sealed the doors. No more could be saved. Iosa closed her eyes and whispered a prayer of thanksgiving that she’d made it inside.

Now, to find her family…