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. After this snippet you can find earlier links to this story. This piece is entitled “Castille’s Stone.”
Elise’s mini mansion is decorated in typical “New Fae” style; Euro-Trash meets 90’s hip-hop music video excess. Bottles of Cristal in buckets on nearly every table, loud EDM music pumping from tiny speakers tucked into the nooks of the ceiling corners and half naked giggling sycophants painted in day-glo pinks and blues scampering from room to room.
I try not to sneer at the raucous. I would have been at a party like this less than a year ago; sniffing Bella and ignoring everyone.
Porsche snatches a bottle of Dom from a passing human being drug on a leash by a True Fae. True Fae hail from the British Isles. We got lumped in with them cause no one knew how to classify us.
We’re technically Hathorians; descendants of the Egyptian Goddess Hathor. Sex, Sun and Fun at your service and clearly at work in this bastion of hedonism. I just hope nobody gets pregnant; we’re known for that too.