100-Word Fiction: ‘Ash Wednesday’

It is here. Which means it is too late. Who knows whether we could have resisted it? Ten cases of the disease are already local to us. It is in the hedgerows and the woodlands, brought by visitors, carried on the wind. The infection spreads, stains appear, the flesh wilts and limbs crack and split.Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Ash Wednesday’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘For the Buzz’

They say we are social creatures but I do not feel that to be the case. I have been working alone. It has been some time since I was home. Oh but… I heard reports. You could hardly fail to hear. It was disease maybe, or chemical warfare. Whole colonies wiped out. No one caresContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘For the Buzz’”