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25 Oct 2025
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Stop sign

The rain beat against the car roof and she gazed through the sweeping wipers. She hated the short, dark winter days. Traffic was heavy and the cars moved at walking pace.

She couldn’t remember getting in the car and her stomach rolled and tumbled when she thought about it. She had grabbed her keys, her bag and her phone but, despite the weather, she had left home with no coat.

She arrived at the stop sign. Ahead; under the low, grey, evening sky, everything was dark.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

Behind her, everything was even darker.

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21 Jan 2025
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99-word fiction: Hunted

The trees stand black and skeletal and the only sounds are the dripping branches and my heart hammering in my chest. My breath leaves a fog as my lungs seek oxygen in the chill air. I rest my head on a damp, moss-covered tree trunk and try to cool my brain but my options are narrowing.

I’ve been running for hours. Down the hill the distant voices are getting louder, filling my ears with the sounds of fear and hate. I can’t go forward and I can’t go back.

I’m a hunted man. And now they’ve released the dogs.

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16 Jan 2025
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99-word fiction – Animal instinct

Every evening the rat would come to my cell. Then I had an idea. It had taken time. I shared my food every evening, and watched the rat leave in the morning. One day I’d asked for a pencil, another day an elastic band, then a piece of paper. The guards had been stupid.

The little hole in the wall was the only way out of my cell and into the nearby market, maybe someone would find him; someone had to know where I was. I tied the note to the rat, watched him leave then said a prayer.

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