First Dates With A Mirror

Genre: Fantasy, Fairy Tale
Summary: Mira added a new mirror to her collection, and gets to know it.
Words: 355

tagged Fantasy Fairy Tales

How Copperfield Got Its Name, And Why Pennies Are Iron These Days

Genre: Fairy Tale
Summary: Kiv wanted enough money for himself, but ended up with more than enough.
Words: 248

tagged Contemporary Fantasy

Revenge of the Were-Moth

Genre: Contemporary fantasy
Summary: At full moon, a were-moths biggest problem may be realising how much humans suck.
Notes: Based on a title the Pulp Titles Generator spat out. :D
Warnings: Killing of insects and implication of violence against humans.
Words: 248

In someone’s garden, a moth sat on the bark of a tree, and waited for the moon to clear the next roof.

It was nervous, which was unusual for a moth, and angry, which was even moreso. Something was wrong. More complicated than it should be.

When the moon illuminated the tree and the moth, turning brown wings grey, the moth grew. It shifted some feet to a crack in the bark to take its growing weight.

The emotions became clearer, and thoughts joined them. It’s a trap. It looks like a moon and its a trap.

The moth let go, and fell on just one pair of knees. Its middle limbs were almost gone, its wings small in relation to its body and useless. It stretched, and grew, straightening up, using the tree to prop itself up.

It peered at the house, cautiously, not wanting to be seen until it had grown to its full shape.

A blueish lamp hung on the porch, its light attracting night-flying insects, killing them when they touched it. Humans. They were not even there, they just hung it there to kill, kill, kill.

The moth’s hand, covered in fine, grey-brown fuzz, but big and square and strong, flexed slightly on the bark. I can tear the thing down.

The moth grinned, a feral expression that just seemed to come with the teeth. It ran its short tongue over them. They might tear flesh, if the lamp-setters came out.

tagged Contemporary Fantasy Jessica

War On The Lawn

Setting: Terra M
Genre: Modern fantasy
Summary: The garden is not as peaceful as it could be....
Words: 100

Spite

Setting: seems to be the same one as Wishmaking
Genre: Fantasy, Fairy Tale
Summary: An old man tries to cheat his prospective heirs by avoiding to die.
Notes/warnings: Central character is nasty. May be creepy due to magical transformation with unintended consequences.
Words: 561

tagged Fairy Tales

The Sleeper's Bride

Setting: ?
Genre: Fantasy, Fairy Tale, depending on your definittion Romance
Summary: A woman wakes up after 100 years with patchy memory, and still hopes to find her bethroted
Words: 987

I remember passing through a town that swore they’d had a “sleeping beauty”, who had been on display in a glass coffin in the city hall for a century. They had at least half a dozen stories how she got there - her parents insulted a fairy, her father cursed having a daughter rather than a son, you know the kind.

All the stories agreed that she did wake up after a hundred years, and was, like you are when you sleep too long, not entirely clear in the head.

And here’s a story of what happened afterwards.

An Eye For Beauty

Setting: presumably real world
Genre: Slice of life
Summary: a hobby-photographer tries to come up with a present for a friend with the same hobby..
Words: 254

A Light

Setting: ?
Genre: Fantasy
Summary: Grey has seen better times, and is loathe to waste what little he has.
Notes: inspired by a prompt from Thimbleful Thursday
Words: 96

Fiction tags: Microfiction Nico Sylvie Daaren

No A to Z...

I'm calling a halt of the A to Z blogging. Tendonitis or something like that, so no typing I can avoid, but I thought I'd make at least this short post.

Blog tags: A to Z 2015

Home

Visiting my mother tends to bring about conversations involving either of us referring to my "home" either as here, or my own flat. That has led me to idle thoughts about what "home" is.

For myself, what I want from my home is that I feel safe. And... my home is my place, where I don't have to welcome anyone I don't want there.

But home is different things to different people, so I'll go poke some of my fictional characters about it.

Brice: When I hear "home", I picture the house I grew up in. That is...not very useful.

Gabriel: Home is a place where I don't have to play a role, or project a certain image.

Daaren: People who trust me, and whom I trust. A community in which I have a place.

Sylvie: Home is where I know the rules.
Nico: Say what?
Sylvie: I mean... I don't have to be afraid all the time about doing something wrong because I know what kind of behaviour is normal, and which is, oh, "fighting words".
Nico: Sounds more like home country?
Sylvie: I guess? Otherwise... home is family.

Dehrai: Yes. Friends that become chosen family, and the place we carve out for ourselves.

Xan: Anywhere no-one tries to kill me is close enough at the moment.

...
Sylvie: Nico?
Nico: Yes?
Sylvie: You butted in. After that, no sneaking out without answering the question.
Nico: Fair enough. ... Um. Homeplace is wherever I can stash some possessions and myself and be reasonably sure neither gets harmed for a while. Homefeeling is... I'm... I guess it's peaceful. It's hard to grasp. :/

If you want to share, what does "home" mean to you?

Blog tags: A to Z 2015
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