A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter!
The brute slammed Clair into a wall, but she stubbornly clung on to his back and unleashed enough voltage to drop an elephant.#1lineWed
Most picked weapons like swords, eyeing each other as opponents. Theresa chose a hatchet, knowing the real opponent would be nature.#Thurds
"Why are the enemy pilots so little? They're hobbits!" "Genetic engineering. Small pilot, small cockpit, small target."#FictFri#SciFiFri
"Capes? A bunch of glory hound vigilantes if you ask me! Yeah, I'm a Super.. But I'd never trade my police badge for a mask."#SuperheroSat
"Aren't wizards supposed to use wands?" "Traditionally, but I used some imagination and enchanted an 1880 Colt Peacemaker instead."#SunWIP
She hugged him as the dream faded. "Please remember." He awoke writing a number he didn't know. He never regretted calling it.#LoveLines
Small hands shook her from sleep. "Mom." "Hon, what?" "There's a monster." "Under your bed?" "No. Right here," said the stranger.#2bitTues
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