Micro Fiction

Twelve months had passed since Niccoli sailed from Zeeland aboard Sussex. Lisbeth, six months pregnant had stood on this same jetty, her pain and distress absolute. Ships returned with tales of wild untamed oceans, giant monsters and pirates. Then, three months ago, a message…Sussex had floundered off the African coast…the survivors taken prisoner by the […]

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The high city walls created a funnel for the cold winter wind. She pulled her cloak closed as she passed the hustle and bustle of the market stalls. Stallholders pushed their wares towards her, ‘Buy Madame,’ they insisted. She smiled and shook her head. ‘Not today thank you.’ She hurried through the city gates making […]

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She pulled her jumper over her nose and held her breath. She wanted to be outside in the clean fresh air. Life had other ideas. Had she known the facts, today would look different, but appearances are deceiving. She opened the windows and filled her lungs with microscopic particles of fresh air. Turning towards the […]

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‘As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.’ Leonardo de Vinci Her eyes are closed allowing her ruminations to wander unfettered…unchallenged by the light of day. Some days her thoughts are succinct others they wander aimlessly through her ninety years. Days spent on the farm with her Papa, days […]

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‘Frances you’re turn,’ James said. Grey-haired, elegant…her green eyes twinkled. The group waited expectantly. ‘He was a politician, his honesty questionable,’ she declared. Blank faces stared back. ‘I will not compromise my artistic principles by changing the plot of my story.’ ‘Very cryptic,’ James said. The group huddled. ‘Goodness is about character…a person’s kindness, moral […]

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His message, while in the public domain, was clear…she got it…he would be there. She remembered his words…spoken long ago, ‘Don’t second guess yourself. Use your intuition.’ She listened to her heart and booked herself a spot. The day of the conference arrived. She paced. She stood. She felt unhinged. Breathless she sat. Through the […]

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You had me at…I hate that bitch too. The crashing waves and Phoebe’s quiet sobs were all that broke the silence. From the verandah, the friends watched the red sun settle for the evening. What could they say? A broken heart could not be mended with words. A lone sea eagle screeched above. Simone disappeared […]

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The sun sparkled on a calm ocean. She perched on a sand dune, watching. ‘He’s not your type.’ ‘What do you mean not my type?’ ‘Look at him. He’s never still. He flies’ at break next speed. He’s always trying to better himself.’ ‘And, what’s wrong with that.’ ‘It’s pointless…why bother learning more than the […]

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Not for your sake was the world generated—but you were born for its sake…Iamblichus. Our search for knowledge and the art of remembering prior to being born is our life’s goal…according to Socrates. Our souls are immortal. We must remember that knowledge, to bring ourselves back to the value of wholeness. Many of us walk […]

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She danced to the music of the piper as he played his tune beside the fire. Feathered winds lifted her into the air…her spirit ran free. She wore a garland of flowers in her hair and a dress that sparkled in shades of carmine. She knew the dangers, but lost in the evocative sounds of […]

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