#ThursThreads – Week 598 – Winners

Tying Tales Together, #ThursThreads Year 11 Got a tale to tie on?

Week 598 of #ThursThreads, and y’all never disappoint. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. If you’ve rediscovered us, welcome back! You’re in good company. May you come back again. 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 
  • Mark A. Morris
  • Sheilagh Lee 
  • Siobhan Muir 
  • Nellie Batz
  • Alex Minns
  • David A. Ludwig 
  • Louisa Bacio 
  • M.T. Decker 
  • Katheryn J. Avila

Honorable Mentions

Louisa Bacio | Website

Tina says: I really liked the quiet, peaceful energy and setting. The mellow way the characters interacted and the cinnamon-roll like attitude of the male character. Lovely work.

Alex Mins | Website

Muirlette says: I liked the suspense of a missing fallen angel moving around Earth even though there’s a crowd of people around. Plus the twist at the end of one of the investigators being a fallen angel themselves. Great job.

winner announcement

Mary Decker

Week 598 Winner

M.T. Decker

Muirlette says: I liked how the description was a contrast. Her memories of what the pictures were supposed to be compared to what the crime scene pictures actually showed. And of course, the suspense at the end was great. Well done.

The Grand Tour

Images and afterthoughts, that’s all that she could see—a moment frozen in time, captured on film. She could feel the emotions on people’s faces as they posed for the pictures. It was strange marrying up the pictures from the album and the crime scene photos– before and after.

Before, everything seemed so bright and cheerful, but the forensic photos painted a darker picture. They were witness to the truth behind the lies in the carefully posed images. Meticulously maintained lawns, and carefully coifed women drinking from delicate teacups, bespoke a genteal world. while whisps of smoke and ash, and the scent of stale coffee filled the room.

The photos played out like cards, telling two different stories. A picture of the formal gardens, sunlit mazes of roses, and flame bushes hinted at summer bliss. They lay in stark contrast to the photos of carefully collected evidence, meticulously numbered and notated.

The swing, she would climb pretending she was a sailor on the yardarm of a tall ship, fell from the desk, revealing the dark stains of rust and old blood. The photos of be beach. This is where she fell in love. It was also where her heart broke.

He’d taken another to their spot along the bay. She mourned the death of love and tried to stop the bitter flow of tears. This is where her darker half was born. And it would not rest until he had paid.

Images and afterthoughts. That’s all they really were.

Congratulations THIRTY-TWO TIME WINNER M.T. and Honorable Mentions Louisa and Alex. Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!

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