Tag: time

• WHERE DOES THE TIME GO?

  

  It doesn’t seem that long ago. The place hasn’t changed, but you have. We used to come here as a family and you ran around the cobbled street and dashed in and out of the old shops and took a trip on the old trams and we had lunch in the cafe and watched the…

  Iain Kelly

  02/09/2020

  creative writing, Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Story

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• THE STAKEOUT

  

  He ate the last crumbs, rolled up the wrapper and tossed it in the back. Still hungry. Should’ve stopped at a store for provisions on the way. Across the street nothing happened. He stared at the unmoving windows and door. How long had it been? Three hours. Another five before the night shift took over.…

  Iain Kelly

  03/06/2020

  creative writing, Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Story

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• NOSTALGIA

  

  ‘Closed’. The sign hung on the entrance to Rock ‘n’ Rogers 50’s Diner. ‘What will you do now?’ asked Rock. Rogers shrugged, ‘Head further south, try again.’ ‘Still think it’ll work, huh?’ ‘Sure do. People love nostalgia.’ ‘Sure, for certain things, maybe they don’t want to be reminded about everything.’ ‘It was a simpler time,…

  Iain Kelly

  18/03/2020

  creative writing, Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Story

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• DESTINATION

  

  ‘Where does it lead?’ ‘Wherever you are supposed to be.’ Kevin peered down the road to where it disappeared, enveloped in a thick cloud of mist. ‘That’s not very reassuring,’ he said. ‘That depends. Where do you think you should be?’ Kevin thought back. He had done some good things, he had done some things…

  Iain Kelly

  01/08/2019

  creative writing, Fiction, Short Story, Thursday Photo Prompt

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• TICK-TOCK

  

  ‘Tick-tock, tick-tock,’ went the clock. ‘Time’s up! Time’s up!’ cried the People. ‘No more! No more!’ chanted the Poor. Save me! Save me!’ weeped the Earth. ‘Me Too! Me Too!’ screamed the Victims. Louder and louder the voices grew. Higher and higher the echos reached. Some of the Powerful fell on the sword of justice.…

  Iain Kelly

  12/09/2018

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Short Story

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