Heartfelt
He waited. Time ticked by. Guests murmured. He didn’t want to believe that events from the day before foreshadowed her delayed appearance, but his bride-to-be was already 2 hours late. They had fought. She had cried.He had begged, and now it seemed certain she had lied.
(Twitter VSS365 prompt: foreshadow)
Truth, Lies and Stranger Things
On her hands and knees, she crawled blindly through the dark pipe, whimpering.
Putrid filth oozed down the slimy walls.
The stink was overwhelming, but it meant she was still alive.
A cold, rough hand wrapped firmly around her ankle.
“Going somewhere, Beth?”
(Twitter satsplat flash fic)
Too quiet in the woods.
Can’t swallow.
Dry panic claws at me.
Scraping noises on the forest floor.
They’re here.
Painful memories of piercing tentacles lance my brain.
The cliff – it’s high, but it’s the only way out.
Dying is easier than what they will do to me.
(Twitter satsplat flash fic)
The empty swing swayed to and fro.
To and fro.
To and fro.
Slowing to a chain-jangling stop.
The bell had rung.
Once.
Then twice.
The beat of tiny feet crescendoed, then died away.
The deserted playground was joyless,
once more.