Tag: Microfiction
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The Vibe
All the people, the few who had been left behind – employed (whatever that means) – pressing the odd key, asking the occasional perfectly corralled question, they scattered like dust motes, like language.
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O’Keefe and the Maltese
He’d lay out a solution using his own code. I’d remind myself never to wrong-side him. Never.
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The Rimmingtons
No one close by heard the single gunshot crashing from the wardroom. No one was there to soften the blow as Glyde’s badly damaged head slammed into the table.
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The Wallington Shocker
“You would like to know as much about the creature who pulled the triggers, tied the knots, hammered the nails and wielded the knife. I imagine that you have your own theories on the pairings of the civilians, the note, the relationship between the eight and the reason for choosing Wallington above all other villages.


