This is my entry for this week’s Friday Fictioneers Challenge run by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s picture prompt was provided by Melanie Greenwood. The challenge is to write a story within 100 words.
A few weeks ago I posted a little fantasy story called Hunted that screamed at me to be continued. Today’s flash fic is that continuation.
Hunted – Part 2
His mind wandered, thoughts diverging as if in a maze.
Running between manicured hedges in the palace gardens. Lost. Scared. His cousin’s voice behind, taunting. I’ll get you, Runt!
Mikael’s eyes flashed open. Breathing hard, pain flaring. He struggled to recall – a boat. He remembered… knives flashing in the candlelight.
His cousin had ordered him killed.
‘I want the scheming runt dead!’
‘He was stabbed, Sire – by Joren.’
The king’s expression shifted from scowl to thoughtful frown. ‘Joren? Hmm. Is he still experimenting with that drug?’
‘He is, Sire. By now Mikael will be out of his mind.’
Word Count: 100
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As this story doesn’t technically fit the challenge rules (the story should have a beginning, middle and end, and this is very much a middle to my mind), I have again written a second one for this prompt. It will be up in a short time – I have a little more editing to do yet.
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