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Friday Flash 10: Nocturne
Pierre sat at the piano in the ballroom. A full moon shone through the tall windows overlooking the gardens. The house was his now — the land, the debt. The very debt that drove his father to drink and his mother mad. Pierre could feel it weighing on him like a heavy chain around his…
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Friday Flash 9: The Rainy City
Cold light shines through the wall of glass. There’s nothing here but a lonely iron bench and the sound of rain. The air is heavy like a blanket, guarding the ruins’ slumber.
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Friday Flash 8: Unanswered
I’ve never believed in coincidences. Not in this town. Why you? Why me? Why tonight?
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Friday Flash 7: Doomed
They must know by now. They’ll come for us. Someone will find us. Someone will break in.
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Friday Flash 6: The Psychic’s Creed
Brothers, sisters, we have discovered a great gift. To speak mind to mind. To walk in each other’s dreams. All beyond the reach of our mechanical lords.
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Friday Flash 5: Tales of Dragonia
Have you heard of Dragonia? The narrow valley between the Black Peaks and Summoner’s Rise? That’s where the ancient dragons are said to reside. A land of crystal waterfalls, gems that glitter like stars, and fruit trees planted by the gods. Ruins of an old kingdom are there, its glory faded to time. What treasure,…
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Friday Flash 4: Warrior of the North
You walk through a dark forest, down from the mountain. Snow swirls at your feet, obscuring the path ahead, erasing your footprints behind. No name, no home, a past forgotten and gone. Only your life to lose. You are nobody, another stranger from the north.
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Friday Flash 3: Black Thunder
Clouds gather overhead, black against the evening sun. Wind flees before the army, turning up the leaves on the trees.
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Friday Flash 2: Our New World
At last, we found it — the new Earth. What our scans had prophesied would be a new home. Air, water. Life? We did not know what became of the old Earth. Perhaps destroyed in anger lightyears ago by a miniature sun. Not that any of us cared, really.
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Friday Flash 1: Eruption
Amber, liquid rock leaps toward the stars. The mountain remakes itself before their eyes. Little creatures with black and yellow scales raise their limbs in praise.