"Me too. Although, before we start, I'll take a potato chip," Raiyo made direct eye contact as he lifted a chip from the bag, "and eat it!" He crunched the chip as loudly as he could, sending some bits falling into his lap.
Tag: Flash Fiction Month
FFM 2020 18: Loss
The moment I saw her, I knew this wasn't going to last.
FFM 2020 17: Hunting Inklings
When the night fell, we were ready. Ria had managed to conjure a net for us both so we could carry whatever we managed to catch back to our camp without having the inklings dissolve on the spot; it would have been far more difficult to try to catch them — or as many as of them as possible — straight into bottles.
FFM 2020 16: Hiding in the Office
Raiyo looked at the screen, deep in thought. His workplace had become a strange place after the pandemic had started; the building was mostly deserted. He was one of the very few who had showed up there. He presumed that the others were there because they did not have the needed equipment for working remotely. But Raiyo? He was there to hide.
FFM 2020 15: An Angel of the City
Lasmis was an Angel of the City, one of the numerous. While there were many Angels traversing the Wilderness, most hidden from the Humanity's sight, most of the Angels were in the City conjured in the stars.
FFM 2020 14: After A Crash
I had killed someone.
FFM 2020 13: A Wish for An Explosion
"I've heard that if you blow it up, you'll get a wish."
FFM 2020 12: Lost Home
The ice dragons watched their old home fall apart.
FFM 2020 11: Heavy Metal Sanctuary
If the movie industry ever recovered from Earth getting invaded and thoroughly ravaged, the first soundtracks would be mainly heavy metal: loud and aggressive just like the destruction over our heads on the surface.
FFM 2020 10: Black Dye
"Okay, I think I've sorted through these," Ria suddenly shook me out of my thoughts. "It's only an aesthetic thing, but I want to dye these black before using them."
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