No Entry (flash fiction)

No Entry

One day I came across a portal. Going through it I came into some far green country. I marveled at the beauty as I wandered across it, until I came to a wondrous city. As I stood there gazing at it, two Elven knights grabbed hold of me. I was taken to the Elven Queen. She was so radiantly beautiful I had to avert my gaze.

“Mortal, you have wandered in lands you were not meant to.” she said softly. I was led away to a dungeon. My stay there seemed brief as I was soon escourted back to the portal.

When I was back in my own world, everything seemed different. All my joints were stiff and I found it hard to move. There were horseless carriages going faster than I could believe and all the people walking around were fixated by rectangular tablets in their hands, ignoring all else. I didn’t understand. When I saw my reflection I saw long white hair and wrinkled skin. I decided to return to Faerie to restore my youth.

I went back to the place where I had found the portal, but it wasn’t there, just long grass and an old gate I had never seen before. The writing on it said: NO ENTRY.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 212

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #190. Oops went over the word limit…

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The Journey Begins (flash fiction)

The Journey Begins

“Wow I’ve never been on a long train journey before.” she said.

“I know. Neither have I. This is so exciting!” he agreed.

“I’ve always wanted to go on a long trip like this, but never had the opportunity, until now. It’ll be just like Murder on the Orient Express.”

“Yes, but without the murder of course.” he replied.

“You never know, there might be one.” she said smiling evilly as they both boarded the train.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 76

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #186.

I love trains. I’ve always wanted to go on a really long train journey, though it’s not possible here in New Zealand, but maybe one day I will.

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Nightfall (flash fiction)

Nightfall

Tania quickly drove her car over the bridge. It was beginning to get dark and she had to get home. They only came out once it was dark. She knew she had been foolish to drive home so late, but she had lost track of time in the city, and once she realised the sun was beginning to set, she began to panic. Even now her heart was still beating rapidly as she drove, her sweaty palms slid on the steering wheel.

Once she was over the bridge, it wasn’t far to her house. She went up the driveway and brought the car to a halt. She breathed a sigh of relief: she had made it home and was safe. Just as she was about to get out of the car, she felt some cold breath on her neck.

“Hello my lovely!” said a deep inhuman voice right behind her.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 150

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #181.

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Castle Challenge (flash fiction)

Castle Challenge

Cadrina looked up at the castle ramparts. She would have to wait until it was dark before she climbed up the wall. She was particularly good at not being seen and getting into places she shouldn’t be in, but it was always a challenge. There would be keen-eyed castle guards always watching out for someone like her. She would evade them so long everything went her way, as it usually did. She would sneak along the wall and then down the steps, and then she would gain access to the one place she intended to be. For some rogues it was about gaining riches and notoriety, for her it was always about proving herself to the ones that mattered.

But she wondered would she always be expected to break into the castle so she could spend her evening with the princess every night?

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 143

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #180.

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Another Story (flash fiction)

Another Story

My name is Kerry. I was part of a survivalist group that live in a compound. The leader has told them that the cities are abandoned and the world has been taken over by mutants. He tells them this to control them all. In reality, all that is around them is farmland. I used to visit the farmers to liaise with them, noting their concerns about the situation. I always told everyone back in the compound I was just foraging to explain my absences. It would be nice to make them see reality, but they are all brainwashed and literally believe there are mutants everywhere out to get them all.

One day I decided it was time to leave. There was nothing I could do and I feared it could all end tragically. I left my hat hanging in some branches nearby to let them know I had gone.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 149

This was an afterthought of my previous post (what if it wasn’t real?) Don’t Stray

This was written with the photo provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #179

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Don’t Stray (flash fiction)

Don’t Stray

We were told never to stray into the Forbidden Zone.

After the survivors had fled the cities, the mutants took over. We kept a small area of land safe for our community to live on, while the mutants ruled the rest, and we called that The Forbidden Zone. We were warned if we ever wandered into their territory, they’d do terrible things to us. Probably eat us, or kill us, or worse. So we never went near their territories, aside from Kerry that is. She liked to go foraging and would often end up in the Forbidden Zone as she reckoned she could find better stuff there. We warned her, but she didn’t listen.

One day she was gone and didn’t return. Her hat was found hanging on a branch near the border. Obviously it was left there as a warning.We hope she was killed quickly. We will miss her.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 150

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #179.

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The Buyer (flash fiction)

The Buyer

“So is this where you grow it?”

“Yeah.”

“Aren’t you worried others are going to find it.”

“Nah. It looks so decrepit everyone just thinks it’s been abandoned.”

“You got much in there?”

“I’ve got a few plants there. I can certainly manage to give you a couple of leaves. For the right price that is.”

“Of course. I have the money.”

“So you know how to prepare it?”

“I’ve read online how to do it and thankfully I still have a personal stash that should last until the new supply is ready.”

“Well good luck with that.”

“So what did you grow here before?”

“I used to grow lots of weed here, but ever since they made tobacco illegal, it has become more advantageous to grow that. The value of it has really shot through the roof lately. So a couple of leaves then?”

“Yes whatever you can manage.”

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 150

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #176.

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Reclaiming (flash fiction)

Reclaiming

The Real Estate agent led Emma through the property. Emma looked around pretending she was seeing everything for the first time.

‘This is the main house, though there is also a guest house and other buildings that are also part of the estate.” the Real Estate agent said. Emma nodded thoughtfully as she stared at the archways that led into a courtyard.

Emma had grown up here. This estate had originally been in her family for generations, until her cousin had gained control of the property and unexpectedly sold it without consulting anyone else. It had always been Emma’s dream to buy the property back, and now it was finally back on the market, she was going to do her best to reclaim it for the family.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 128

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #175.

Loosely based on real life (though nothing as grand as that property). My grandmother’s house which I spent a great deal of time in when I was growing up, was sold to one of my cousins at a reduced price to help her out. She ended up selling the house at a profit without telling anyone else in the family. It’s always been my hope to buy the house back one day (not that I would be able to do so currently, but maybe I’ll be richer in the future).

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A Planet Like Earth (flash fiction)

A Planet Like Earth

Melissa and the others had fled from Earth just before the missiles were launched. Looking back they saw many explosions of light all over the surface of the planet. They all turned away and went into hibernation for the long trip. When Melissa was awoken many years later, the spaceship was now orbiting a new world in another solar system.

The planet was smaller than Earth, and slightly further away from its star. Once they landed, Melissa noted the sun here was much dimmer and the temperature a lot cooler than Earths. No one knew if the seeds they had brought would grow here, maybe they would end up cultivating the native species that were edible. Thankfully New Earth, as they called it, had a breathable atmosphere and was home now.

They all knew life was going to be tough here, but at least they had all survived, for now.

Joanne Fisher

Word count: 150

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #172. Better late than never.

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The Plan (flash fiction)

The Plan

Hayley looked up the hill. Madison and her had decided to run away and start a new life together. They had agreed to meet at the park bench, and she had expected to see Madison waiting there for her when she arrived, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Had Madison got cold feet or was she delayed? Hayley hadn’t received a call or any text from her. Walking up to the park bench Hayley sat down and waited while looking out for any sign of Madison approaching. Hayley wondered how long should she wait until she left for this adventure on her own…

Joanne Fisher

This was written with the photo prompt provided by Crimson’s Creative Challenge #166.

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