Welcome to the Weekend Writing Warriors challenge. My hope is that over the next six months you’ll see either a nice & tidy 8-10 sentence flash fiction story or an excerpt from a piece I’m working on (like the one below). Check out other writers at the link above and the Weekend Writing Warriors twitter #8sunday. I posted some of this a bit ago and a bit more last week. It’s got a title, “Castille’s Stone.”
Those games get fierce. Since they can’t lie any other time they bring out the worst in the players. Which means this young Fae was either playing with an amateur or she’s a very good liar and the Fae on the other end of this win is dead.
“The best,” she smiles, the glint of her tiny sharp canines before she shoved a piece of gum between her lips unnerves me.
The ding of the bell at the front door to my shop makes me jump and her giggle. I hear the click clack of Porsche’s Louboutin heels and the scent of her perfume and I know this meeting is over with.
“Elise is it?”
“Let me have a day to think about it.”