Fiction
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FLASH FICTION “Little DeCoy”
There it went, and disappeared – but why? The decoy was prepared, for a operation no one wanted to know about, except you already know who.To whom, they screamed out of sorrow the only question they had.For us all? Or them you call your own? “Who are thee, may I ask, entering my state of Continue reading
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On board said the hands the set up the table. I’ll put you all in the right place, with my figurative fingers, that worked and built through out life. The figures were heavy, as if they were molten out of iron. Never, ever did I think, I would someday overrule them all. „You fuck with Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Dip the quill in”
DIP THE QUILL IN I killed with ink, many times before. It was to dense, the water in the glass. I always drank it, till it was empty. So I tought to my self. I’m just a poor guy, living on charity and water, so I told my self „I’ll sell even the glass in Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “There was”
Sometimes I do, truly remeber, there was this some kind of group of people. Were they alive? Noone ever saw them, just knew they existed. Some called them this, some that. But what was it about them. Noone knew exactly. Something unfamiliar, different, strange was going on with them these days, and noone could tell Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “JESTER, TRICKSTER, THE FOOL”
Trickle, trickle little trickster, what have you done? You fooled everybody, yet they knew, the time will come. But for what, jesterman? The time for us to rise up, the sexuals, said long time ago the count Sexul the first. The mob could not stand but to shout „YOU ARE GUILTY, YOU, ONLY YOU!”The poor Continue reading
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SHORT FICTION “ZUZU”
ZUZU Zuzu was there, no time to think what he was. Dead, unfortunately. Yet another of Neštorows dead. But how? Noone who was there new. Many of the council were there. And ofcourse he. The inspector. The sketched the scene of Zuzu being dead and laught. Because he knew Zuzu Neštorow from before. Unkillable he Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “HAIR AND TEETH”
İ bloody lost my hair when I was born. I was born bald. And grew bald. No hair in sight. I looked like an skinhead my whole life. And was so dysphoric about it. All I could grow was some moustache and beard. And that was it. And ofcourse I grew them, looked like an Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Dolls”
What was the doll saying? The one in the upper room, I really did not know. I tried to put my ear as closer to the doll house as I could, but it was uttering so silently I coud not hear. It was as if it was cussing at the other dolls in the other Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Void”
İ took them. The sleeping pills, I mean. Really doctor? That ought to stone me to sleep? It was a no go.So I decided to mix a little bit something with them. So I stood up, made a comfortable situation and sat in the lotus position. My lord was it good. I did not know Continue reading
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Flash Fiction “Witch”
Burning at the stake It was fine, really. Didn’t mind much when the flames caught my „Dress”, and started o climb up towards my feverish, angry heart. It was fine, even hearing the „holy mob” poisonous words from their deadly mouth towards my burning throne – my last stand. It was fine screaming cassedness at Continue reading
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