I’ve been writing so many very short stories, I’ve decided to blog them by genre:). Here are some SciFi/Fantasy Very Short Stories that I wrote for either #vss365 or #satsplat on Twitter (I’m @TheWiseSerpent).
Her people had only a vestigial stinger, a tiny hooked nail that curled underneath her big toe. Mostly, it made shoe shopping annoying. But sometimes, she thought, easing one foot out of the rope they'd bound her with, it did come in handy. She wiggled off her socks and waited for her kidnapper to return.
He smiles wide enough that she can see his tongue drifting over teeth too sharp. Her hand trembles around the wooden cross she's holding.
"It's not enough just to hold it," he says. "You have to be vehement."
She plunges the sharpened end of the cross into his chest.
No wonder magic was so difficult, she thought. The spells were all horribly vague, completely unlike the clear scientific language she was used to. Twelve cattails? She squinted. The tails of actual cats, or the water plants? No way to tell. She sighed.
The veil parted to reveal his new-bought bride, still inactivated. He lifted her hand and pressed the button beneath her knuckle to enter the code. Her eyes began to flutter, and he leaned in to give her a kiss.
"Husband?" she asked. "
“Yes, something like that."
He eyed her food, his lip curled. "Are you actually eating that?"
She smiled and licked the juices off her lips.
"I thought you were a vegan."
"Most of the time. But tonight is a full moon."
"Well, I'm leaving."
"If you were smarter," she said, "you'd run."