Week 674 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 almost 13 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
- Siobhan Muir
- Eric Martell
- Kelly Heinen
- Silver James
- David A. Ludwig
- Sheilagh Lee
Honorable Mention
David A. Ludwig | Website
Jacob says: I love the concept of this piece and even the execution. I feel like some pacing would allow the reader to absorb this better, but I understand what’s going on.
winner announcement
Week 674 Winner
Jacob says: This is a lot to fit into such a short amount of space, but it has me wondering what comes next – how so many different characters and types of characters can fit into this narrative. The cross genre of cops and dragons, and… werewolves? has me intrigued to read more.
Sade shook a finger at the dragon. “Don’t even, Nikos!” He opened his mouth and she jabbed his stomach, not that her finger would dent his scales. “I mean it. Fire is not always the answer.”
“It is in my world.”
She threw up her hands. “Are you seriously serious right now?” The massive beast slow blinked and if that wasn’t a smirk on his face, she wasn’t an FBI agent. “Don’t make me shoot you.”
Scales above his eye rose in the equivalent of an arrogant eyebrow. “Your pistol will do little damage.”
She stomped on what would be his big toe had he been in human form. He yowled. “I shoot you in the foot, you gonna dance me a jig?”
Curls of smoke unfurled from the dragon’s nostrils.
“Think he can blow smoke rings?” Caleb spoke sotto voce but the dragon heard and glowered.
“Don’t be such a werewolf, Caleb.” Everyone turned to look at Ariel. He shrugged.
Sade hoped to regain control of the situation, though the looming presence of the dragon rather precluded that. “Did you talk with Oberon and Titania?”
“I did.”
“And you laid out our plan?”
“I did.”
Making a well-spit-it-out face, she pushed. “And?”
“They don’t like it.” Ariel held up a hand staying her protest. “It’s a delicate situation. They don’t want Mab to find a foothold here but stopping her could mean war between the Fae.”
“I could always roast and eat her,” Nikos volunteered.
That was too simple.
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Congratulations SEVENTY-SIX TIME WINNER Silver, and Honorable Mention David! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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