#ThursThreads – Week 465 – Winners

Week 465 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. I’m honored to see all the writers come to tie a tale as we head toward the end of our ninth year. If you’ve been doing it a while, thank you for sticking with us. If you’ve just found us, welcome! May you come back again and write more great flash. Thousand thanks to Heidi Rundle for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.

Entries:

  • Silver James | @SilverJames_
  • Charlene Mertz @rrats1231
  • Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
  • Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
  • Catherine Verdier | @CatheVerdier
  • Mark A. Morris
  • David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
  • Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil

Honorable Mention

Catherine Verdier | @CatheVerdier

Heidi says: Catherine’s was very thought provoking and made you think about good and bad.

winner announcement

Week 465 Winner

Silver James | @SilverJames_

Heidi says: Silver’s story was seamless easy to fall in to.

He’d wanted to wake at sunset, Sade in his arms. Instead of getting his wish, he got the hard truth. This was it. Time. So he’d turned off his emotions and did what he did. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back.

The earth spun on its axis. He felt the slip of time as sunrise edged ever closer. Maybe he would remain here on the balcony, looking out across the lake. He could watch the first rays of dawn without ill effect, then the lethargy of the day sleep would envelop his body. He could sit here, watch Day arrive in her colorful dance. He would close his eyes, a last breath expelled from his lungs as his heart slowed and ceased beating altogether and finally find some semblance of peace.

What about now? Is it too late?

The words Sade recorded on that message jabbed into his heart. Yes, it was too late. He’d done what had to be done.

As much as the oblivion of true death beckoned, he wasn’t that big of a coward. He rose, went inside, and emptied the glass of the whiskey he could no longer enjoy into the sink. Courage, he realized, was saying goodbye to the one woman who filled his death with life, so she could live hers to the fullest. And strength was watching over her from afar to ensure that she lived it. Sade deserved her fairy tale ending. Gods knew he would never be a prince.
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Congratulations FORTY-NINE TIME WINNER Silver, and Honorable Mention Catherine! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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