Week 518 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. What an amazing feat we’ve pulled off. Two weeks to 10 years! If you’ve been doing it a while, thank you for coming back each week. If you’ve just found us, welcome! You’re in good company. May you come back again and write more great flash. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
- Richard Gibney | @ragtaggiggagon
- Joseph P. Garland | @JPGarlandAuthor
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Terri Mertz | @rrats1231
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- Mark A. Morris
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Patty Dump
Silver James | @SilverJames_
Siobhan says: I loved the sense of her dilemma and his efforts to give her a choice, as hard as it may be. Sweet tale.
Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
Siobhan says: An amusing tongue-in-cheek tale of trying to get away and a well-meaning person sabotages the effort.
Week 518 Winner
Siobhan says: Dragons as an easier starter pet. I laughed aloud when read that and I’d like a Japanese Singetail myself. Fun tale.
The dragon continued to roar. It swooped overhead and circled the light fitting. It threaded the air with an ochre and cinnamon trail, stirring memories of my local bakery and its spiced buns.
It was a mistake my skipping breakfast today, I thought.
“He only does that when he wants something,” Duncan said, ducking when the Japanese Singetail swooped lower, parting his hair and leaving a shower of sparks behind. “He’s usually much better behaved than this.”
I sympathised with him. I’d kept dragons myself as a child. I’d moved on to more exotic beasts before I became a teenager and considered this species an easier starter pet.
“Have you tried giving him anthracite? I suggested, not wanting to get too involved. “They only play up like this when their diet is wrong. It’s a mistake many beginners often make.”
Duncan shook his head, and I knew he wasn’t listening. He’d not invited me here to give him advice.
The dragon had stopped circling for a while now. It had settled on one of the wall sconces beside the hearth. It glowered at us, its yellow eyes flicking first at Duncan and then across at me, recognising me as the adult in the room.
“I could offer you a prestigious placement on one of our residential courses,” I offered, deciding to be tactful. “Of course, you’ll have to leave Fluffy here at home. We’ve a strict no pets rule on the dorms, and I can’t show anyone any favouritism.”
Congratulations THIRTY TIME WINNER Mark, and Honorable Mentions Silver and Bill! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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