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mwm_pngA weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter!

"Larry, you're an actual, secret 
wizard. Why the hell are you 
waiting in this line?" 

"Hey! J.K.'s awesome! And famous." 
 
"Pa, are all us colonists on 
Aries criminals?" 

He looked to his young 
daughter. "They only found us 
guilty of bein' poor." 
The pair collapsed naked, dripping 
and exhausted on the beach. 
Panting, he looked to her. "Those 
lights! Who are-- Where are we?" 
She lifted her elderly father's 
hand from the hospital bed. "It's 
me, Dad. Your mistake with Mom." 

He laughed. "Best mistake ever." 
His scalpel on the sternum, the 
coroner started the autopsy. A 
hundred bloody threads leapt from 
the incision and attacked. 
Orna shook. "Kog and I are mules, 
Priestess. Half-orcs are infert—" 

"—You saved the Mother's house. In 
reward, She blesses yours." 
Petrified, the vain King became 
his own monument. Conscious of 
the passing centuries, and the 
seasons gnawing away his features. 

Copyright © 2017 by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.

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