Storm Touched (Wednesday Briefs)

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Welcome to my weekly Wednesday Brief flash fiction entry! This is just a free piece of flash fiction (between 500-1,000) words based off of a prompt. I’m part of a wonderful group of flashers 😉 and I’ll have a link to a site where you can read other stories, after my piece.

Previously

Her full lips curved upward into a warm, gentle smile. Her hands were warm as they clasped my own, pulling me across the bed, closer to her, moving from the shadows the fringes of the delicate light that emanated from the transport gem. “I’ve come to take you away.”

“I can’t leave. Travel by the Touched is expressly forbidden.” I couldn’t find my voice, that all that came past my lips was a hoarse whisper. “They will kill you,” and make me watch, was left unsaid.

We all know the rules, they’re burned into our psyche at a young age.

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6Jan2015

Storm Touched p1 (Wednesday Briefs)

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Three days after my eighteenth birthday, my parents tried to kill me. They didn’t even have the shame to be subtle about it, and I don’t blame them. The second of three children, my older brother disowned and in hiding, they had a social responsibility to destroy their second mistake. By any means necessary. I survived the gunshots, the attempted poisonings, the ‘therapy’, that was little more than beatings and torture. I went through two room-mates, still proud of what I was, until the third lay bleeding on the concrete floor, convulsing, spit and brains leaking from their open mouth.

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2Dec2014

Western Shores p1 (Wednesday Briefs)

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Dark gray blotted out the blue dome of the sky, the brilliant blaze of sunshine disappearing behind dense, twisting clouds. The spray of salt on the air burned her nose, her hair tumbling and tangling with the breeze that stirred off the water. Under her feet the wooden ship creaked and groaned, pitching as waves buffered it. There was an electrical undercurrent on the air, the magic dancing on the tip of her tongue, flowing through her veins, mixing with her blood. It was a ruse, to get those unable to fight out of open water.

She welcomed the fight.

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11Nov2014

Time of Reckoning p2 (Wednesday Briefs)

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Time of Reckoning
Layla and Diane are assigned as partners on a massive school project. The two young women, different in their own ways, will find that they’re connected on a level that no one expected. They’ll face their darkest nightmares, and hopefully come out of it with high marks, and their souls in tact.

She laughed, pushing wayward strands of hair out of her face. “As unbelievable as this is, Grady isn’t that bad, I can handle my own against him.”

“Yes, but why would you want to?” I said as I filled out the research proposal sheet. “To call him abrasive would be a compliment.” Making sure my handwriting was legible I filled in the lines on the form, signed my name, and turned it toward Layla who signed and dated it as well.

“I have Faden for homeroom, do you want me to turn it in then?” She asked. “No big deal.”

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30Sep2014

Time of Reckoning p1 (Wednesday Briefs)

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The girl behind the counter at the café smile patiently at me as I dug through the wad of receipts at the bottom of my school bag. Reluctantly I upended the satchel onto the counter, pennies and change rolling away like prisoners fresh from a jail break. I found the crumpled lump of bills and separated them out, face burning with embarrassment, handing over enough to cover my total. Scooped everything back into my bag and slung it over my shoulder.

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23Sep2014

Tide Pull p2 (Wednesday Briefs)

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The siren call of the sea, with its rolling rhythm and whispered melody that matched the song in her soul lured her out further. Each step taking her further into the crystalline waters, until just the tips of her toes brushed the silky sand–one step further and she was treading water. Her heavy gear lay on the beach, unguarded, but this place was peaceful enough that she didn’t bother to ward it.

Aggie inhaled, letting go of her worry. Weightless, she sank, fingers clamping her nose closed. Instinct soon took over and she kicked upward, breaking the water’s surface.

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9Sep2014

Tide Pull (Wednesday Briefs)

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A light breeze tugged with the tangle of curls that refused to be tamed by any sort of hair tie. She stood on the beach, the sand working its way between her toes, weight on her heels, allowing herself to sink into the warmth. The water was crystal clear and calm, stretching out until sea met sky in a blurry horizon line. She started forward, toes curling to find a grip as she struggled to keep her balance.

“You really don’t have land legs do you, Aggie?”

She pursed her lips, “You should be on the ship.”

“Someone’s on it.”

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19Aug2014

Static Brush p1 (Wednesday Briefs)

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The sky was a sickly green, the horizon and clouds tinged with yellow. Day had turned to night, the sun blocked out by thick black clouds. The wind howled, whipping the corn stalks back and forth, humidity making the air thick and viscous, clinging to exposed skin. Paint peeled under her fingers as she gripped the porch railing. Zoe leaned out over the railing, peering out into the expanse of black and shivered. The air had taken an electric turn, static rising the hair on her arms and the back of her neck. Thunder rolled, low and ominous.

“Storm’s coming.”

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22Jul2014

The Lost Ones p2 (Wednesday Briefs)

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“Last time I checked you don’t grab anything of mine.” I rolled my eyes at him, hugging my knees tighter to my body. “You’re more for the tall, stick slender, blondes with perfect skin.” I glared out into the darkness. “So yes, I’m prepared for a hand to berth from the ground and grab onto me.”

“Want me to grab something of yours?”

I felt him move and I wiggled out of his reach, landing my ass on the damp grass. “You’d wouldn’t have a hard time finding a handful–or three.”

“Don’t say that.” Derek pulled me back onto the blanket.

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15Jul2014

The Lost Ones p1 (Wednesday Briefs)

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Derek had one hand on the wheel, the other in his lap. I on the other hand had a duel handed death grip on the ‘oh shit’ handle as the car lurched and rocked over the grassy knolls and ridges. He was humming tunelessly along with whatever god-awful pop he was obsessed with at the moment ‘naw bro it’s like transcendent’ The windows were all rolled down, fog settling in all around us. Damp and mossy air filled the car riding along with it the scent of an overheated engine.

“We’re here” He announced proudly.

“The graveyard?” I muttered darkly.

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