She didn’t look back. After all, she was of the Bakiai, and the Bakiai always looked forward. That was how their paths stayed true.
A Mother’s Grief “We didn’t do anything to it, Ma,” Aeliene said, a waiver in her voice that broke Shylie’s heart all over again. “We were just playing. It came out of nowhere and attacked us. Baen tried to stop it, but, he… he…
This post is for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Challenge, run by Priceless Joy. This week’s photo prompt was provided by Dawn M. Miller. Thank you Dawn! The challenge is that you write a story of 75-175 words inspired by the photo prompt below….
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