Dream Catcher . . . Story Weaver

Tag: flash fiction


Image by Michael Seibt from Pixabay


Arabella watched her mother and father go through the annual ritual of dressing the bookstore window. For thirty years

A Love Sacrificed

“Leave. Now. Before we wake up in the morning and regret what we’ve done.”

Susan’s words bounced around her head,

Behind Closed Doors

The door shuts, and the footsteps die. I take a few moments to calm my beating heart. My hands, tied behind my back,

Striking Back

Poseidon fumed inside with anger. It was that time. Again. Unable to move, he waited whilst

A Life Sentence

They took her away on a bright morning, silent like the enemy

Fly Free

Swallow hugged her knees to her chest trying to fill the hollow space. She had decided. It was for the best, before it was too late. The soft lapping of the waves soothed the nagging ache in her heart.

The Black Rose

The Black Rose

I call her The Black Rose. She brings doom and death;

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