Week 625 of #ThursThreads was a success, and y’all never disappoint. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. You are why we’re still doing this, and why we’ve made it 12 YEARS!
If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to Jacob Summers for judging this week. Follow Siobhan Muir on Bluesky or check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- Bill Engleson
- Silver James
- Siobhan Muir
- Jacob Summers
- Mark Ethridge
- David A. Ludwig
- K.R. Van Horn
- Sheilagh Lee
- Mark
Honorable Mention
Silver James | Website
Jacob says: This was really well written. Maybe it’s my preference for the romantasy genre, but I got a sense of a small slice of a world very quickly, and complex characters.
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Week 658 Winner
Jacob says: Okay, I REALLY liked this one. I almost feel like this could be a pirate adventure on the water or in space. And the conflict that was built so quickly was amazing!
“Bring her hard about, helmsman! We may be outgunned, but we can sail circles around that monstrosity.”
Starlee Swann mounted the quarterdeck, one hand on the pommel of her rapier and her glowing eyes fixed on the HMS Temperance.
“Belay that order, Shinichi!” Captain Rhea Damas lurched after her first mate, brandy bottle in one hand, bandolier and cutlasses in the other. “Outgunned, Miss Swann? We have no guns. That’s a navy ship of the line!”
Starlee sneered at her captain’s bottle.
“That’s why we need to board her from the rear.”
“You’re. Not. Thinking.” Rhea emphasized each word with a tap of her bottle to her temple. “There must be a hundred sailors on Aguilar’s ship; if not two.”
Starlee tossed her luminous hair back dismissively.
“That’s no problem. Blitzi and I can handle thirty each. Pippi and her demon twenty. The rest of you just need to average a couple each.”
“And if it’s two hundred?”
“We do it twice.”
Rhea did not need the puff shirted swashbuckler’s insubordination right now. Worse, she could sense the crew weighing their odds between Starlee’s bravado and Rhea’s bottle. There was a good drink or two left in the bottle and that was hard to give up. But Rhea had to take control of the situation. She threw it overboard.
“We run. Elodie, how long to that reef we were avoiding?”
“Thirty minutes? If Angelina can call us a favorable wind.”
Rhea raised her voice to the assembled crew.
“Set course!”
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Congratulations THIRTY TIME WINNER David, and Honorable Mention Silver! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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