Tag: flash fiction

  • Missing

    Audrey taped the last flyer to a lamppost in the Lion and Lamb Yard as the sun was setting, wondering how long before it was removed. She had spread them along the length of Castle Street, and all the connecting alleys and roads. She hadn’t spied anybody taking them, nor following her. And yet for…

  • I, Friend.

    “What does that mean?” The Android’s face adopted the oft used ‘questioning’ pose, from their limited array of expressions. Head tilted, subtle eyebrow raise. Basic manoeuvres that had taken months of design.  “Well,” I paused to consider my answer. “It means a person who is there for you.” “They are physically present when you are…