Week 657 of #ThursThreads was a success, and y’all never disappoint. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. You are why we’re still doing this, and why we’ve made it more than 12 YEARS!
If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to Silver James for judging this week. Follow Siobhan Muir on Bluesky or check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- Bill Engleson
- Siobhan Muir
- Terri Mertz
- Sheilagh Lee
- David A. Ludwig
- K.R. Van Horn
Silver says: I appreciate the talent y’all brought to the prompt this week. The amount of creativity is always a treat when I judge. This makes it tough to pick and choose because all of you are winners as far as I’m concerned. However, our host has rules. Therefore…
Honorable Mention
K.R. Van Horn | Website
Silver says: I’ll admit, I have an affinity for crows cawing in the early morning so I might have been a tiny bit biased. Still, the stage was set, the story told, and now I want to know more about the crows, the groundskeeper, and the professional. Well written and well done.
winner announcement
Week 657 Winner
Silver says: In very few words, David built a world, portrayed a character and put the plot in motion. I’m intrigued. This tale awakened my imagination and I want more! Awesome bit of storytelling here.
Captain Noah Light threw himself into pulling the line taut, willing his exhaustion to weigh on the rope as much as it did on him until he could tie it off. The old man clutched the rail and staggered back to the helm. There were always jobs to do and he had only the memory of his crew to assist him.
The wind stole Noah’s breath. The waves battered his body. Perhaps he should have retired a decade or two ago. But then, he hadn’t built the Sea Beacon out of a desire to be a captain—or even a sailor. His ship was built to help those in need. And that was hard to give up. What he needed was someone to pass the torch to.
The compass in the helm had changed heading in the night and remained fixed since. The Sea Beacon was needed somewhere. Noah Light prayed he could get her there one last time.
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Congratulations TWENTY-NINE TIME WINNER David, and Honorable Mention K.R.! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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