Flash Fiction 4

“Ugh! I give up.” Papers flew into the air, flipped and fluttered. But then something strange. They started to take shape!

Smash. A gnarled, black and barren tree slammed down, rooted itself in the floor. A crow settled on its branches. A giant spider peaked
kaleidoscope eyes from behind the trunk.

“Oh my,” was all she could say. Astonishment snatched her breath as the pages transformed into more painted horrors. A jackle cackled. A
satyr blew its pipes. She stood transfixed, unable to move. The spider crawled up to her, under her, propped her on its carapice.

“My goddess, my creator, we need thee.” She heard the voice in her head.

Red light cracked the tree’s trunk. It opened. Revealed a door, ancient stone stairs descending inside.

She fought for control, but the pipes had her. She panicked. The spider lurched forward, carried her to the tree.

“Don’t fight lady. We appreciate you. We love you.” Flames danced in the demon’s pupils. They began descending the steps, the tree closed
behind. “Don’t you love us?” Her fear beat in her chest, strangled her lungs, punched her guts. “What goes up, must come down.”

The spider circled. The satyr followed playing its pipes. It grew hot. Great fires blazed through the hollow. She tried to turn away. A
barren hellscape and all her horrors waited. Their teeth gnashed, tongues licked their lips in greeting.

Through dust and flames she spied a great throne. It was vacant. They crawled forward, wails of misery assaulted her. “Your new home lady,
queen of the hopeless.” The pipes ceased their playing and she ceased to care.


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Flash Fiction 1

“‘Mraaww! Mrrraaaaawwww!’, he growled at me. Shoved that moldy canvas sack at me. I got the picture. I popped the drawer and started shoveling cash into it, but he just got angrier. He pitched a fit as you can see. Flipped everything upside down. It was scary as hell. Little Norma, the butcher’s widow, she practically fainted. Fell back in that corner to escape. I didn’t know what he wanted. Not until he smashed through the gate, ripped the sack back, and took them himself. All the smokes we had in the shop and half the lighters to boot! And then he ran out the door, straight through the damn glass! That shit is tempered, how’d he do that?”

“You say he was wearing a halloween costume?”

“Yes officer. Big shaggy mess. Smelled like a buck in mating season too! So tall, he barely fit in the store.”

“We’ll find him. Call your insurance and…”

“Hey chief! Come over here, you ain’t gonna believe this.”

“Damn Obi. Those are some big feet.”

 


This was inspired by Wendy, paid for with Simbi credits. Don’t know what Simbi is? It’s an app to exchange/barter your services for others’ services or simbi credits that you can spend on others’ services/or even products! Simbi as in simbiotic partnerships. The future of trade is here. Join me and many others in a brand new community.