Category: Flash Fiction
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Broken Pieces
“B-but, ma’am,” the sobbing doll stammered out to the taller woman standing in front of it. “T-this one is far too broken to ever serve you properly, or give you everything you need…” The woman reached down, taking its fracture-marked hands. Her own were equally scarred. “That’s okay, little one,” she spoke, barely a whisper. […]
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Bile (#EmptyOctober 3)
You felt like a passenger in your own body, watching your hands move of their own accord – *her* accord, guiding your fighter in. The craft slammed into the deck with a horrid screeching as every single alarm in the cockpit went off, but you kept your calm. Her presence was like a warm blanket.
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Unruly Guests
“Hope, would you mind escorting our guests out of the manor? I do believe they have exhausted my patience.” Her voice cut clear through the shouting, heard by more than just your ears. With practiced ease, you strode to the man and firmly grabbed him by the shoulder.
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Raid at Dawn
You rounded the corner too fast and came face-to-face with the barrel of a pistol. You tried to disarm your attacker, but were too slow. A flash, a snap, and–
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DIY
“Your record shows a history of a variety of mental illness – namely, autism, depression, and prior gender dysphoria. As a result, we cannot approve your procedure. Please accept our sincerest apologies; you may reapply at a future date with approval from three therapists.”
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A Somber Duty
This wasn’t to be a duel, but a slaughter. Simply exterminating vermin, and exacting just a slight bit of vengeance. She had firsthand experience with what he’d done to her darling doll, the sheer damage to her mind and soul that would never truly heal.
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Still Her
I never was one to say no to her like this…
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5459
Up close, it was beautiful in a way. Long, raven-black hair turned a deep, soft blue at the ends. Its figure was slim, lithe, and small – it couldn’t have been more than five feet tall. It stared intently at the ground, standing before the witch.