Week 361 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. I’m honored to see all the writers come to tie a tale as we complete our seventh year. If you’ve been doing it a while, thank you. If you’ve just found us, welcome! May you come back again and write more great flash. Thousand thanks to Katheryn J. Avila for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
- Mason Bushell | @MBWorkhouse
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Annie Moon
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Jo Hawk
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Catherine Derham | @Cate_Derham
- Teresa Eccles | @TeresaMEccles
- Eric Martell | @drmag00
- Tina Glasneck | @TinaGlasneck
- Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
- Marci Baun | @MarciBaun
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Daelyn Morgana | @DaelynMorgana
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
Katheryn says: There’s a sweet kind of intimacy in this scene that struck me. The hints of a larger plot brewing behind the scenes left me wanting to learn more, too. What was the last dream Davis discounted?
Katheryn says: Very descriptive for the limited word count. The scene was vivid, and I could feel Clay’s despair as he spiraled, and I was left wanting to know what brought him to that point. Though it’s a short scene there’s enough in it that makes me want to know how Clay’s story ends.
Teresa Eccles | @TeresaMEccles
Katheryn says: I’m always amazed at the amount of world-building writers can fit into such short pieces. This world feels very well-crafted and vivid, and the writer does a good job of giving us lots of information without making it feel like an exposition dump. The mix of sci-fi (that feels too real) blended with talk of fantasy-like destinies makes for a very intriguing story.
Week 361 Winner
Daelyn Morgana | @DaelynMorgana
Katheryn says: A very ominous piece with strong imagery and great description! This is a case of less is more, and though the descriptions were brief, the writer painted a lucid image that leaves an imprint in the reader’s mind. The narrator’s sense of dread jumps out the most, and builds until it leaves a sense of imminent doom. I’m dying to find out what happens next!
I had that dream again. The one where the sky burns and the earth crumbles. This is the fourth time now, with each more vivid and intense than the last.
It starts with the fire. The fire rain that burns everything it touches. Burns even the ground until it collapses in on itself.
Well, everything except the tower.
The beasts come gliding out of the boiling russet clouds next. The fire doesn’t touch them, bouncing off their black and red scaled bodies like pebbles.
Their screeches destroy hearing, make blood drip from everyone’s ears — creature and human alike. They kill with that screech.
The bodies drop like flies after that.
And always, always at the end the tower chimes like a gong. One. Two. Three. Four. Five…
Six booms of doom.
I fear what happens after that sixth chime, when the world burns itself out of the universe and disappears into oblivion. I fear what happens when I have this dream for the sixth time.
Heaven doesn’t exist above us no more. I’m not sure Heaven exists anywhere at all.
Congratulations Four Time Winner Daelyn, and Honorable Mentions Cara, Jo, and Teresa! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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