Page-A-Day 365 Challenge: Day 43 I normally read on the train ride to school every morning, but there is one point that I always look up form my book. It's the few seconds between the last few buildings and before we enter the tunnel. It's there that I get the best view of the wall of clouds that surrounds our city. I can see their movement as a result of the high winds that are inside. The constant flashed of lightning that illuminate the dark grey mass. It's certainly a sight to see, one that always seems to be over too soon.Page-A-Day 365 Challenge: Day 4316 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
No one knows where the clouds came from. What their purpose is. Whether or not they're even the result of the weather. They're a mystery to us. There have been a few groups that have tried to go out and study them, but they were never heard from again. Electronic devices like probes last only a few seconds before contact is lost with them. We're locked away in here, with no idea of what our situation is. The outside world has become a mystery to us. Really, I don't e
F-Zero: Seppuku 3/3 - Lap 58F-Zero: Seppuku 3/3 - Lap 5811 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Chiya's eyes opened. Immediate shock had been bestowed upon her, however, as yet again she found herself in a most obscure situation. She wasn't clothed regularly, rather, she was now clothed in a pristine red robe with golden emblems. She looked down at the emblems with a puzzled quirked mouth, then raised an eyebrow.
“The bloody Hell is this?”
It was only then that she had finally looked up, surprised to find hundreds of loyal soldiers bowing before her in a courtyard. She blinked once with a puckered lip, then tilted her head with a cute smile.
“Okay, what's going on here?”
A noble looking courtier had then approached Chiya's throne. He took a heavy bow and presented her with a wooden bowl of rice. She squealed in excitement and wiggled her fingers around.
“Oo---oh! Is this ice cream?”
“Rice, as you requested.”
She grasped the bowl and quirked her mouth once again before looking down at the man, “Um, yeah, thanks...
Chloe 2.1By now, she'd become used to the names, the jibes and the general abuse; by and large, Nancy provided shelter from it all, but every now and again she'd be left to fend for herself and in those cases, going out for lunch break changed from being a welcome break, to facing a jungle full of predators.Chloe 2.11 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This was one of those times.
Nancy had needed to hang back for a bit in the art studio to work on her sculpture, and she could hardly begrudge her for it - Nancy's true calling in life, if she had any at all, would be to make art that stunned even the most stuffy of critics, but that left her alone in the world for about an hour.
She stood at the window for a moment and looked down at the other kids milling around, keeping an eye out for the more troublesome ones.
From here, she could see a couple of them hanging around at the far end of the courtyard, but if they noticed her at all, she'd have got herself into the canteen by then, and once inside, even Tabitha couldn't touch her if s