Wendy Knight, Author: flash fiction

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

He was terrified of small places, and she knew. For such a little thing, he needed a lot of room, and a cage would never hold him. No, a cage would probably kill him, starting with his spirit, ending with his body. She knew without a cage to keep him in, she could lose him forever, and the thought broke her heart into a thousand tiny pieces. But she loved him enough to set him free, watching with tear-filled eyes as he soared away, finally at peace.

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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesdays: Was it a Knock That Had Woken Her?

Bwahahahah! I have returned! Well...I haven't really gone anywhere...but I did take an awfully long break from our 100 word stories.

However.

I am back.

At least until next week. I'll keep you posted ;)

This week's prompt:

Was it a knock that had woken her?

She forced her eyes open, mumbling about mornings and how they should be banned.

And then voices.

“She’s done it again.” “She’s skipped another one.” “Poor , poor boy.”

She jerked upright, evil mornings forgotten, and snatched at her clock. “No!!” Not this one. I can’t miss this one.

Her wedding—the real one, this time—started in ten minutes.

She hadn’t even showered…let alone made herself beautiful enough to marry the love of her life. The dress hung on the door, mocking her. She jerked the dress off its hanger and tugged it over her head.

Dear fear,

I win.

Now go see how everybody else did it!