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FFfAW: No Life
“Mummy, look!” squealed little Tiffany. As Belinda glanced outside at the perfect rainbow, she wondered how such a beautiful world could be so easily sullied. “Come away from the window, dear,” Belinda gently led Tiffany away. “It’s so pretty, Mummy,” … Continue reading
TLT: Guilty
The dead bodies on the screen finally broke him. They found him with his brains splattered all over the wall. The suicide note he’d left read: Guilty of collateral damage. For Three Line Tales
SPF: Accountability
“But Master…” “SILENCE!” Evil’s piercing glare made his black-horned minions cower in fear. Evil settled back on his throne, the goblet dangling in his clawed grasp. “Like I said, we now have no need to roam that wretched planet and … Continue reading
FFfAW: The Honeymoon
Ten minutes into the boat ride and Gordon knew he was done for. He’d sipped water, held his breath, closed his eyes, but nothing worked and Clara was beginning to notice. Somehow, in all their time together, the fact that … Continue reading
SPF: Signs
Andy sat in his room colouring a picture of the sky. The voices outside were getting louder and angrier. He heard the first crash, that was probably Mum throwing a glass at Dad. A cracking sound of a whip echoed … Continue reading