EFS: Red as rose petals He ran, he ran until his legs couldn't carry him another step further. He was blinded by the last images of his father, that amazing dun stallion he looked up to all his short life, only a few months. His mother, dead in the dewy grass. His father's muzzle wet with red blood. His mother's blood.EFS: Red as rose petals2 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Red as rose petals.
Archie was a purebred Padro, a breed of horse with colorful speckling. He had a mutation that put gorgeous swirls of blue through his tobiano pelt, the same colors as his Padro mother. He did not know that the dun stallion, the murderer, was not his true father. How could a young colt?
Many days he ran like this, lonely and scared. He came across evidence of a herd once, but avoided it, afraid of more horses like that dun stallion back home. Home. Where was home, anymore?
On the tenth night, it rained so hard he couldn't see. He huddled under a pine whose branc
FE: Jan15: Kina [Izune] “Hey, Kina? What’s yours?”"FE: Jan15: Kina [Izune]5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Mine?" That restraint showed up again in Kina's smile, ever polite. She seemed to consider for a moment yet passed off her bid for time with a hapless shrugging motion. "Well it's not really so much just for me as it is a team goal I'd like..." At this, Sleeve sat up forward a little and grinned.
"What is it? These things don't have to be personal."
"To go back to doing missions.... I know we've been doing them more than we had been, but I mean more so like working more full time at it again... " She watched Sleeve for her reaction to this carefully, because after everything that they'd been through, to say this... well...
"Alright," Sleeve said, thinking it over for a second. "Are you sure Raishi's ready for that? I mean, it's a great idea, you guys were all much happier when you were active and on the field. But last I checked you weren't the o
The IntersectionI was going to pass through the stale yellow light so I pressed down on the accelerator as the signal turned red but I didn't see the car stopped in front of me. I had been too busy looking at the light. I was moving too fast to stop, my foot caught, and I tripped.The Intersection36 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I tripped out into the intersection. With skinned knees on the pavement and horns blaring around me I was a kid off my bike again, crying loud enough that the woman down the block and across the street could hear me. She couldn't hear me now. I couldn't hear me now, in the loudness of the highway.
There were deer paths in the tar. There were bird nests strung along the power lines. There were black glass eyes looking out at me between ghost blades of grass growing in tufts in the cracks in the asphalt.
Every word of every poem about nature floated lazily from the exhaust pipes of the cars, low lying clouds making it hard to see and hard to breathe. It muffled the sounds of the cars roaring past. It filtered the sunlight.
Fancharacter profile: Xavier"Again and again I've been asked what my secret is for writing such award-winning fanfiction. My answer's always the same: attention to detail. Cross-reference everything with everything else, limit your assumptions, and gather as much information as possible about what you're writing about." --XavierFancharacter profile: Xavier2 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Type of character: Sonicverse
Name: Xavier Screens (online alias XavierTheSavior)
Age: Early 20's
Species: Screen lizard (a href="http://sonicinterface.deviantart.com/art/Myth-Creatures-Grab-Bag-286165438">what's that?)
Occupation: Freelance writer (specializes in fanfiction)
Family and associates:
Cousin to Samara and Sadako Screens. Single; not looking for a girlfriend.
Xavier's primary body color is pastel blue (around #AAAAFF in standard RRGGBB hexadecimal); his "snout" and underbelly are a darker blue. His eyes are brown. His proportions are normal for a Mobian.
White Water I resembled the Michelin Tire Man in all my safety gear. I held on tight to the paddles in my hands as the canoe raced down the roaring river towards jagged rocks. I could hear my heart beat above the symphony of sound. It was racing as fast as the river current.White Water2 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ice cold water spray drenched my face slapping me alert. I dug in the paddle and moved nimbly around a rock rising out of the water like a natural bollard.
As I rolled the canoe I noticed puffy white clouds dancing across the clear blue sky. A trout punched me in the face as it swam by my eyes. I swallowed a mouth full of crisp pure water as a result.