Mid-Week Muses: “Half a Dream, and a Pound of Vengeance”

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

"I'm really sorry..."

His tabby hand covered hers. "Hey,
it's ok. GARS crossbred me with
a cat... You'd be weird to stay 
with me."

#1lineWed

Robin held her brother's
hand. "Take it easy, your
fever's still bad." 

He looked up to her fox 
face. "Am I changing, like
you did?" 

#Thurds

Her grafted limbs were a
patchwork quilt of races.
Looking to her sutured savior,
Amy smiled. "I'm a classic.
I'm a Frankenstein." 

#SciFiFri

He changed in fading daylight,
and she lifted him with cupped
hands in newborn night.

"You're a were-squirrel?"

"Yup. It's nuts." 

#FictFri

Sébastien almost missed the
wound; a red speck made by a
needle's puncture. But its
poison had killed the General
in seconds. 

#SunWIP

The canopy closed over the
pair amid a hail of gunfire.
Anna sat on Ed's lap in the
one person cockpit. "Charming
first date!" 

#LoveLines

They laughed at the druid's
wooden pistol. Then she hosed
the lumberjacks with mud and
dandelions. 

"It's Spring loaded, jerkholes!"

#MuseMon

"What am I? Half a dream,
and a pound of vengeance."

#2bitTues #amwriting