Week 576 of #ThursThreads, and y’all never disappoint. We’ve made it 11 years! Well done and thank you to everyone who writes each week. You made this happen. 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 Muirlette #1 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
- Silver James
- Siobhan Muir
- Kelly Heinen
- Mark Ethridge
- Mark A. Morris
- Atticus Stryker
- David A. Ludwig
- Daelyn Morgana
- M.T. Decker
M.T. Decker | Website
Muirlette says: I really liked the suspense of the story. Especially at the very end. Very well done.
Mark A. Morris | Website
Muirlette says: I liked the humor at the end and the overall thrill of the story. This was a fun read and I would like to see where it goes.
Kelly Heinen | Website
Muirlette says: I really liked the twist in this story. The humor and the perspective of the idolized saint was wonderful. Great job.
Week 576 Winner
Muirlette says: I liked the humor and the adventure. It sure will be fun to see how this all plays out with a super serious protector and a hunter who likes fun. Great story.
Sora had sworn to himself to protect Tenko and do whatever it took to help her prove to the council that crossing Tigers’ Forest was not only possible, but necessary. The forest crawled with threats to fell the most seasoned of warriors and mages. It was painfully clear to the young lieutenant that the even younger scholar had never seen battle.
Tenko’s painter friend, Mana, appeared no more experienced. Worse, Mana didn’t seem to have brought any weapons with him at all. That left Arashiko, their mysterious fourth. Apparently, neither Tenko nor Mana had known her before today, either.
Although the wild-haired archer kept disappearing from the path and popping up elsewhere entirely, avoiding her was almost impossible. Sora cleared his throat on Arashiko’s next close pass, keeping his senses trained for danger.
“It appears you are a hunter?” Sora ventured.
“Huh?” Arashiko cocked her head. “Why do you say that?”
“Your equipment,” he nodded toward her bow, armor, and peasant swords, “is not military grade. Also, you seem comfortable with the forest.”
“Ah!” Arashiko’s sharp laugh built into a delirium of breath-stealing mirth. “Yup! I’m totally a hunter! Definitely!”
Sora clenched his jaw. That response seemed… Inappropriate.
“I hope you can handle yourself in battle. The Tigers’ Forest is dangerous, and I am concerned about our companions.”
“I dunno, they seem more fun than you.”
“This is a quest for the survival of our people! It is not supposed to be fun.”
“See, that’s what I mean.”
Congratulations Eighteen Time Winner David, and Honorable Mentions Mary, Mark, and Kelly! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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