A Story In A Sentence

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Writing and Works

I have a personal soft spot for flash fiction.

 

There was no movement or sound, apart from the muted shuffle of feet as the guards beyond the crooked doors moved restlessly.

Cara rose, smoothing her skirts as she did so, pouting as the centuries of dust fell from where it had clung to the fabric. She turned.

The sound of stone grating against itself stopped her from walking away, stopped her still.

‘Petty Princess, Petty Princess.’ squawked a creaking voice. ‘Petty Princess with no inheritance. Come to search, come to seek, she’ll find no gold in the old King’s keep.’

The Great Hall fell silent and the guards stared in, some with their swords drawn.

‘No gold.’ Cara muttered, her face vacant of colour as she began to walk away from the dais. ‘I suppose I must look elsewhere.’

 

Perhaps not the best piece of writing that I…

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