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Monday
Flash Fiction
This micro fiction story was written for
last week’s Friday’s Flash!Friday competition. The full prompts
can be seen over here.
At
the End of the Rainbow
“It’s just half your soul. What do
you want a whole one for if half will do?” the scaly man in the black suit
grinned.
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Chemical
Factory. CC2.0 photo
by Astrid
Westvang.
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Behind him the behemoth stood half
finished. Soon the factory would start belching smoke and leaving traces of
soot on every shack. The bright lights of the city beyond sang of future riches
as they danced and swayed seductively in lines of yellow and red. The siren
song pulled at heartstrings, dulled the senses, made promises of skyscrapers
and mansions it could not keep. Just like it’s called to you for the past
decade.
“Just half?”
The sirens sing of a pot of gold
just out of reach.
You can’t shut out the song
forever. It grows and changes and stretches its way into lying promises
spilling from so many mouths.
The man nods.
The sirens close in on their prey.
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