The Longest Journey

The old soldier sat up a little from his bench at the very end of the station, his weary eyes suddenly alert. Nobody had taken much notice of him as they hurried up and down the platform’s edge, piling into their trains or else scurrying away down the stone steps. He was just another commuter…

Hungry Mouths

The second hand seemed to be moving unnaturally slowly. My eyes flicked to it as the interviewer spoke in his flat, monotone voice. He was what I would call a whitewash man. His sleek, well-groomed hair was slicked back against his skull and, from within his beaming mouth, blinding teeth protruded. It was all very…

Pure Insanity

It was all Alice’s fault, of course. If it hadn’t been for her, he would be back in his warm bed, head nestled slightly under the covers for warmth. That would have been his plan, but it hadn’t been up to him, not really. I’m worried about our marriage, she’d said. I think we need…

Spring Breeze

I’ll be right there, I’d said. Just a minute; I’ll be there in a minute. That had been a minute too long, though, because then I’d turned around, and Danny wasn’t there anymore. He wasn’t there, down the street, or anywhere. Not dead – I know he’s not dead – just gone. I’ll be right…

Treacherous

The familiar, well-trodden path to the beach had become slick from the rain, and I slipped slightly as I descended, the icy wind knocking me back against the rocks. By the time I reached the stone-filled shore, my knees were bruised, and my ears and fingers were half-numb from the cold. Any person with sense…

Who We Are

It wasn’t a particularly old lock. By all reasoning, it should have held fast for another ten years, but the rust from the heavy snow had weakened it, seeping through the mechanisms and loosening the screws. I only hit it three times. I used the back of my shoe… a professional might have used a…

Needless Cares

It’s been a long time since I’ve entered the Ad Hoc Fiction Writing Competition, so I decided to have a go at this week’s prompt. This challenge is to write a story in 150 words or less, based on a specific word, this week’s word being “hill”. You can read and vote for last week’s entries here….

The Escape

This short piece of writing is for the purposes of the competition at Ad Hoc Fiction. With only a 150 word count and a weekly word prompt, this week’s word being “hinge”, this competition gives its winner free entry into the Bath Flash Fiction Award, for a chance to win £1000! The corridor looms before me as…

Solo Shadow

Continuing on from my recent themes of animals and hunt scenes, I wrote this story for the weekly prompt competition at Ad Hoc Fiction. This week, my word was “solo” and my word count is at exactly 150. Enjoy! He glides through the air, his powerful wings allowing him to swoop low over the ground as…