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Friday flash fiction – A Conversation on Waking

Francesca Kincaid’s first words upon waking from nearly two years asleep were, “Where’s Alison?” Another six months have passed between hearing the answer and this moment, when Francesca sets a foot on a creaky Florida porch step just as Alison … Continue reading

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Friday flash fiction – Both Ends of the Lifeline

Francesca hasn’t fallen. There’s nowhere to fall. She’s in a place between the pull of gravity and the listless drift of space. She’s between light and dark, perfectly able to see there’s nothing to see. Except the Stalker. She’s alone … Continue reading

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Friday flash fiction – Everyone Dreams, Nobody Quits

Alison Trent listens to the bone-shuddering cries of the Stalker echo across the overgrown campus, waiting for the chance to sacrifice herself.  She doesn’t know if the Stalker can be destroyed. Even the Yau, who were ancient long before life … Continue reading

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Friday flash fiction – Alison’s Awake

Something drips in Ali’s mouth and she reflex-swallows before she realises she is awake. Opening her eyes is an effort. The lashes are gummed together; it takes a minute of frantic blinking before they crack apart and let daylight in. … Continue reading

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Friday flash fiction – Any Dream Will Do

There is a ghost in the machine and the monsters don’t like it. They are creatures of relentlessly exacting habits; the slightest imperfection in their designs is an irritant that itches the whole social order. Francesca Kincaid is a bag … Continue reading

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