Week 542 of #ThursThreads, and y’all never disappoint. We’re in Year 10 and that’s an accomplishment in itself! Thank you to all y’all for coming back to write for all these years. I couldn’t have done it without you. If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! You’re in good company. May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to Louisa Bacio for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- Miya Kressin | @miya_kressin
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Mark A. Morris
- Eric Martell | @drmag00
Louisa says: Happy end of 2022, #ThursThreads writers. As always, it’s a pleasure. Congratulations to all who’ve captured new words.
Silver James | @SilverJames_
Louisa says: There’s a Kin-ship happening! Fantastic interplay of dialogue and storytelling. The personality of each character comes through.
Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
Louisa says: For Flash Fiction, normally you try to avoid repetition. In this piece, the mirrored opening and closure provides an added sense of closure to the Big Rip.
Week 542 Winner
Louisa says: You had me at “Don’t panic.” Well done setting the mood and great use of description. There’s a lot at stake in this short piece, and such potential of a revengeful pet.
Step one: breathe. Two: don’t panic. Three: Find where you are, so you can navigate back home.
Unfortunately, it’s not that simple. It was just supposed to be a simple portal spell. I left the ice and snow of the Midwest and headed to my favorite beach for some warmth and relaxation until dinnertime. Instead, I woke in a stone room, dark enough to be underground or the middle of the night, and my wrists and feet were chained to some sort of seat.
“I’ve been waiting for the next mage to jump across our region to give me a new research project. Thank you for volunteering.” A candle sputtered to life, illuminating the goggle clad face of an elven male. Silver magic glittered on his cheek from a recent scratch.
“What do you mean, ‘research project?’” At least now I knew where the others in my order had vanished to….
“Oh, well, some I torture. Some I force to do magic beyond their abilities to record the effects. Handsome ones like yourself, if you’re not opposed, I just enjoy you as a pet for several years as I slowly drain your magic until you’re of no use to me. Otherwise, I just enjoy you as eye candy until you’ve served your magical purpose. I may be evil but not thoroughly a monster. Choose.” He sounded…bored.
“Umm. Given those choices, I guess ‘pet?’” That would give me several years to plot an escape or be rescued, and he was pretty.
Congratulations Nine Time Winner Miya, and Honorable Mentions Silver and Mark! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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