Category Archives: Flash Fiction

“Thief of Souls” David A. Gray We ambushed the aliens as they took a boy’s soul in their Beijing game preserve. The hunters were focused on their prey, certain there were few humans on Earth still sentient, let alone capable of harming them. They … Continue reading →

“Birthday Card” by Jess Leigh Unrein Every girl lived in anticipation and fear of going to see The Oracle on her birthday. Some parents would take her when she could barely walk, shuffling her into the private receiving room with … Continue reading →

“Teeth of the Lion” by Jennifer Shelby “I’m half dandelion on my father’s side,” he told me, catching a sunbeam as it trickled through the forest and weaving it between his fingertips. I nodded and hoped he wouldn’t notice the … Continue reading →

  “The A to Z of First Contact” by Gareth D Jones   Advance planning. As a Captain of the Exploration Guild, a First Contact situation is almost inevitable at some point in your career. Plan now for how you … Continue reading →

“Binary Star System” by Phoebe Wood I remember being her: the girl on the other side of the observatory ballroom, starlight combing past her skin. Her hair’s the color of rose quartz, a tousled spray chopped below the jaw. When … Continue reading →

“Meteor Man” by Mike Adamson   When I was a child, I saw a meteorite come down. It was a blazing streak in the night sky, then a concussion that hurt my ears, and next morning my Dad and I … Continue reading →

“Stars and Stones” by Paula Hammond In this flat land, nature is our constant companion. On wild days, visitors become flesh-bows, spines curved, heads arrowing forwards through the buffeting turmolt. There are mornings when fog-shrouds hover like kestrels, and all … Continue reading →

“Every Burning Bird Will Be Reborn” by Timothy Mudie   “We have long travels ahead,” Grandmere says when she and Kella push off into the marsh before sunrise. “Will you remember the way and keep the strength to row back … Continue reading →

“Escape by Other Means” by Peter Hargraves She’d never known that sunshine could be depressing. The light looked sickly, streaming in through the filthy windows, something she’d never see again. For she had made up her mind. No waiting for … Continue reading →