Tag: Friday Fictioneers
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NEMESIS AND THE BEAUTY QUEEN
She checked behind her. The dilapidated shack stood there. She looked back at the mirror. The shack was reflected in it. The mirror seemed to work as a mirror should. She bent down and peered into, her breath clouded the smooth surface, but still the mirror did not show her reflection. She pinched herself, poked…
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CAST OUT THE LIGHT
They stood on the shore and watched the last lights float away on the tide. Their glow faded and the dark night took hold, the dark night that would last forever. It had been prophesied: cast out all light and let the dark rule. They would be rewarded when he came for them. Only the…
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REALITY TV
The television crew followed them through the narrow hallway and into the small lounge. ‘Welcome to my humble abode,’ Maggie opened her arms with a winning smile. The camera caught the look of disgust on Lady Carrington’s face as she surveyed the room. Ashtrays filled with cigarette stubs, used tissues and dirty plates littered every…
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SCOPOPHOBIA
She’d asked them to brick up the opening but the doctor said it was against building regulations. Instead she got planters and grew grass in them. After a few weeks it was tall enough to fill half the void. She tended to it in the hope that it would fill the opening completely. They tried…
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ROOM SERVICE
Otto peered out onto another misty morning. Fine drops of dew decorated his web, glistening in the sunlight. Sounds of guests wakening echoed round the hotel. He heard scurrying. It was Slater. He was well-meaning, but a louse. ‘Another attack last night. Cleo this time. Why do they do it?’ ‘It’s in their nature.’ ‘They…
Iain Kelly 