Flash fiction

Love finds a way

The coalscuttle gleamed softly in the firelight. I sat back on my heels to regard it, my pleasure in the job tainted. It was everything I’d imagined, but still … I shrugged it off. It had taken over an hour to bring a uniform brightness back to the brass, and a lot of my irritation […]

Marralya

Now Marralya had a hundred brothers, it is said, though we know only Tarrandyle, who took for his part all the land from the Shap to the mountains, leaving only the marshes of the North. He did not take it easily; he and his brothers squabbled all over the face of the world before their […]

The Incidental Benefits of Playing the Bass

There was a long moment of silence in the office when Cal finished his proposal. Powell had been taking notes, a bad habit in a field man, but a harmless eccentricity at his elevation. It had been a long time since anyone had made the mistake of thinking that he needed the aide memoire, but […]

Interlude

Even London sleeps, eventually. Kate moved through silent streets, searching, the euphoria of 2 am fading into a raw buzz of adrenaline, caffeine and too little sleep. She was somewhere near the Globe when they called in the Regent’s Park sighting, but though she reached for the radio she never answered it. John had picked […]

Sweets from a stranger

Simone walked into the alley in a careless slouch, apparently oblivious to the sounds of restless movement from the shadows. Her hands tightened into fists when she heard the whisper of steel against leather, but her hands stayed deep in her pockets and she managed to keep her head down and her shoulders rounded. She […]

Chances

She was surrounded. That was bad. As an unlicensed trader Cherren’s liberty depended on always – always – having somewhere to run. Usually she had a partner to help her in that, but he was dead, and she had to live. The first day without him had been intoxicating, her senses on fire, but she […]

What the eye wants to see

It was too late. Probably it had always been too late. But that was a lie, meant to console me, and today I could not console myself with lies. I sat on the floor, his note in my hand, as the radio played on. I’d always hated that jaunty tune with its relentless, hectoring optimism. […]

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