Trouble MakerKeeping up with a small, bouncy Feral Imp while stumbling along an abandoned path several feet behind is no easy task. Lilith is panting slightly; she’s been inactive for so long that her legs aren’t used to walking long distances anymore. Adding to her frustrations is the fact that she’s already lost sight of Icle several times. Her Imp’s shiny, white coat is easily spotted but she still doesn’t want to lose him.Trouble Maker18 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She stops to catch her breath and look around. Her heart skips a beat as she realises that she is most likely out of the Burning Hells. If this is true, this path is a shortcut to Pandemonium and from there, to that weird realm called Heaven. An army from anywhere could use it.
No wonder it’s out of use.
Looking back at Icle, she pulls a face. Her trouble causing baby has also stopped. For reasons only he knows, he feels the need to lay on the ground and roll all over. Really, neither one of them should be out this far but he kept coming ho
Flowers for an Angel Part 03“Those flowers are hideous,” he says after looking at them for the hundredth time. “I think I got ripped off.”Flowers for an Angel Part 0321 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lirasael looks over at him and raises her eyebrows. He frowns, unhappy. His gift is anything but amazing. She shakes her head.
“They’re just fine,” she tells him. “I think they’re beautiful.”
“I think you’re just saying that to make me feel better,” he sighs. He can feel the weight of her gaze. He hears her sigh.
“Exilis,” she tells him softly. “They are fine. I promise you.”
He looks from those awful flowers to her. She sits on the floor, folding their stupid mortal clothes and placing them into the stupid reed basket shoved into a corner. They had to be disguised. In this stupid form, she wears plain light earth brown robes over a black mesh bodysuit. Granted, she had worn this same uniform when she was in her angelic form but this form has no glow to it. He can’t even
NightNight.Night39 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was always night here.
He got up and started his customary walk around the main deck. As he entered each new area the lights would come up to half of their designed luminescence and then dim again as he went on to a new area. It was enough room to wander in but not enough to get lost in.
Finally, he wound up in his customary cabin, in his customary chair, not out of habit - not yet - but more of comfort. As he settled in to the pilot’s seat - if he had one aboard - he looked out over the bow of his craft. He began to think. To remember.
When he was a child, he walked everywhere. Everyone did. Not because there weren’t horses or wagons - he hadn’t seen them yet - didn’t know they had existed until he was a grown man. Or, he mused, what passed for one. In those days.
Those days. I couldn
Fall Leaves31 Days of Halloween Art ChallengeFall Leaves5 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Theme: Fall Leaves
“Plumey, look! Look!”
Stumbling lightly, the young little fox let her companion tear down off the porch, leaving her clinging to a support beam at the wind of her passing. “W-wait for me!” With ginger hops she pranced down the steps and out onto the grass, which was beginning to yellow with the cold nights and weakening sun.
At the other end of the yard, a dragoness a few years her senior was standing beneath several near-bare trees, tail swishing through the leaves on the ground. “Look, look!” With scaled paws she scooped a small pile of gold, orange and red, putting them close to her lips before blowing them out with a large breath and a laugh. “It's almost like real fire!”
Eyes and mouth wide with wonder at her revered friend's antics, Plume giggled into her paws. “It is! D-do it again!”
The children frolicked in the fall foliage for over an hour,