Flash Fiction # 702 -- Remember

 

 

"Gather your tools and your manuscripts!" The woman stood on the stage while the volcano grumbled behind her. Ash shot cloud-like into the sky. A small river of lava snaked its way toward them.
The ground gave a violent twist and brought down a few walls.

"To the ships! Gather your families and get to the ships!"

They'd grown used to listening to Gaia over the years, and they did as she ordered.  

Gaia walked alone through the abandoned city. The echoes of the inhabitants were already fading – but she had sent out the people.  They would not forget Atlantis.


 

Flash Fiction #701 -- Adventure

 

 

Kane liked adventure, so each year he walked until a foggy lake blocked his path.  The trail split around the lake, but fog obscured the distant view in both directions.

Tall weeds grew in straggling patches except for the deer path on the right.  That proved the best inducement short of a very long swim straight across the fog-obscured weather. He took the deer paths and fought birds, squirrels, and deer for berries for more days than he could count. 

Following the path around the foggy lake eventually brought him to the original trail.  

Enough adventure.

Time to go home.

#700 -- Hello

 

 (McCready checking out her photo)

I hadn't planned to start the year with post number 700, but it seemed a good number for a 'hello' note.

 As you can probably tell from my often-late posts in 2025, I did not have the best year. I had at least one hospital stay, and maybe two. Sometimes they all run together. Keeping up with the Friday story posts has been difficult, but I hope to do better this year. The picture-of-the-day blog has suffered a bit, but I caught up on it, as well.

So here I face a new year and a chance to write anything that I want. I have enjoyed the 100-word drabbles.  However, it can be difficult to come up with a coherent narrative that short. They are fun to write, though.

I have a couple of long projects in mind.  What is Neko up to? 

I hope for a fun year for all of us.  Stories start up again next week.