Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Finding Fabio

Once, fame had been his drug. Now, those covers were nothing but an anathema. A reminder of his age. All he wanted was peace. But they always found him. Somehow. He took a deep breath. Tossed his hair. Smiled. Maybe just one photo he thought as the giggling middle-aged women approached.

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Late to the game for the “anathema” 52 word challenge, but thanks to Sammis Scribbles for an excuse to use it in a story and to Linda’s SoCS Challenge for a reason to write about FABIO!

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Empty Cages

No one saw them come. They just appeared overnight. Cages. Thousands of them, millions probably. Everywhere. We stared. Pointed. Hypothesized. Made bets on what had been inside, where they had run off to. Nobody guessed the cages weren’t really empty. Until it was too late.  

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This 276 character Twittering Tale was written for Kat Myrman’s Challenge to tell a story in 280 characters or less based on the photo courtesy of  Tony Dinh at Unsplash.com