Tag: friday fictioneers

Fly away, find the crumb

Everything old is new and everything new is old. Her life was filled with vintage items. She was a collecter. It filled her with happiness and a sense of history. It provided her with roots. Or a semblance thereof. She looked at the spoon and reflected on how […]

Clarity brought action

They had saved for a year in order to have the trip of their dreams. They didn’t skimp on everything but they most certainly had shown restraint. And, it was worth it. The beauty. The peace. The lifted oppression. Their legs felt hollow. Their chest felt weightless. That […]

Time was a casualty of its success

Tick tock. Tick tock. Time was ticking away. Time to motor and pick a lane. Time to outlast and outpace. Ticking. Ticking. Top choice and top dog were her favorite phrases. Tinkerbell had nothing on her. Time to step up. Throw herself into future. Troubadour spirit propelled her […]

Silencing her chaotic thoughts

She wondered what she was doing. She had been walking for hours and her feet were starting to blister. But she couldn’t stop walking. She was being driven by an outside force. She was feverish with need. She had to find the truth. Although, such a thing was […]