Tag Archives: Flash Fiction

Lamplight

We shouldn’t have stayed out this late. When we get to the bit of the street between Warren and Harris, stay close to me, and stay in the light of the lamps. Only stop when you’re right under a lamp … Continue reading

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Slow

The man was slow. Not dim-witted; physically slow. He moved at a ponderous, deliberate pace which made performing any task quickly seem impossible. He was not old or fat or visibly ill, he simply moved as if this were the … Continue reading

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