Flash Fiction #555 -- The Path (Drabble)

 

The aliens warned us of a path we should never take among the stars, a course utterly inhuman where we could not survive.

But we were humans and took it as a challenge. We pointed our ship toward the blue sphere that dominated the sky. None had found a path around it. None who went in came back out.

Three of us went in.

We found no terror but rather a place of surreal exquisiteness never imagined by human minds. Threads of luminescent blue led us through realms of beauty -- a gift of some unfathomable artist.

Is there a god?

Flash Fiction #554 -- Memories of Goldfish Drabble

 

Brighttail swept closer, his tail brushing against her side.  Goldie hoped her scales were clean and bright.

"Let's build a place of our own," Brighttail said.  Goldie gulped, but before she could say anything, a face, huge and scary, appeared at the barrier.

They darted in different directions.

Goldie wandered for a bit, but she returned later.

"Hello, pretty." Brighttail swept closer, and his tail brushed against her side.  Goldie hoped her scales were clean and bright.

"Let's build a place of our own," Redtail said.  Goldie gulped, but before she could say anything,  food dropped from the heavens.

Repeat.

Flash Fiction #553 -- The Stray Drabble

 

The people on the corner tossed pieces of fish to her.  Nice family, but the kids played too rough.

The old man at the apartment brought a bowl of cat food and talked about the cats he'd known.  She stayed until he was safely inside.

She mewed  at the next door until it opened.

"You are going to starve if you keep sneaking out.  Come on.  I'll get you dinner and see if I can fix the collar so you can't get it off again."

Not likely, Callie thought as she settled in for her third meal of the night.

Flash Fiction #552 --Dragon Song Drabble

 

The great Jade Dragon lifted his head and looked about the mountains.  His voice rose to welcome spring --- the snow melting, flowers raising their dainty heads, and sleepy hedgehogs ready for their first meal of the year.

On a peak nearby, Ruby Dragon joined in the song, her sweet voice calling forth the spring birds. Sapphire joined next, promising soft breezes and gentle rains for the season to come.

In the valley between the peaks, the human's stopped their work and ran in terror for the cover of their huts.  The dragons were awake!  They never listened to the songs.