Week 695 of #ThursThreads was a success, a remarkable feat for 13 solid years. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. You are why we’re still doing this. I’m truly grateful for all y’all!
If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to K.R. Van Horn for judging this week. Follow Siobhan Muir on Bluesky or check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction server on Discord or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- Bill Engleson
- Silver James
- Miranda Gammella
- David A. Ludwig
- Sheilagh Lee
- Siobhan Muir
Honorable Mention
David A. Ludwig | Website
K.R. says: Great character dynamics and sharp dialogue. Genuinely funny with a clever twist. The tone feels fresh because of the humor and emotional grounding. Overall, tight and entertaining. Fun read!
winner announcement
Week 695 Winner
K.R. says: Of all the wonderful pieces this week, this one feels the most layered and controlled. The domestic calm contrasts beautifully with the unsettling revelation about dreams. The worldbuilding is subtle but rich. The dialogue carries tension without exposition overload. The closing exchange lands cleanly and ominously. Loved it!
Ariel neatly sliced his French toast into exact squares. He had not doused the plate with syrup and three link sausages lined up with military precision next to a perfectly round fried egg, the yolk almost orange in color staring at him like the sun through a white cloud. He ignored Druic, regretting the fact he’d told the kid of his dream.
Druic looked everywhere but at the man sitting across the table from him. He poked at the pile of scrambled eggs on his plate then chased a piece of bacon across it. He sipped his coffee, drank his orange juice. And he fretted. Fae did not dream and the fact that not only had Ariel dreamed vividly, but that he was willing to discuss it put him on alert. In the back of his mind, he knew he should make note of this occurrence and notify Queen Titania but dreams were…bad. The were often the precursor to madness in his people. He didn’t want Ariel to be crazy. He jerked when Ariel spoke.
“I know what you’re thinking, Druic.”
He forced himself to look at the other fae. “I don’t want you to be mad!” He blurted the words without thinking.
Ariel nodded. “What do you know of dreams?”
The boy floundered so Ariel continued. “We don’t dream. But we can enter other’s dreams. Do you know what I mean?”
Shocked, Druic could only ask, “Who?”
“My guess is Titania.”
“But why?”
“Because she can.”
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Congratulations EIGHTY-TWO 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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A tariffic Supreme Court Congratulations to David A. Ludwig and Silver James and a hearty fine day in Judicial land thanks to Judge K.R. Van Horn and, I’m assuming, a happy Siobhan Muir…