Tag: tiny stories
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Ajar and into the night (Snapshot Stories 34)
When the book got left ajar on the shelf, the black-and-white cat slipped out from between the pages and disappeared through the open window into the night. A little silhouette in a world of starlight. The book waited patiently for her return. In the meantime, holding her memory tight. For Rookie 🩷 Back to Snapshot…
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Rainfall (Snapshot Stories 33)
The rain didn’t smell like the usual seeded clouds tonight. It was sharper, clearer. As though it was falling from the stars. From the patio, the young woman stood unmoving. She breathed in deeply, filling her lungs with the scents of clean, of petrichor, of long-ago rains. In front of her, the silver dogs ran…
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The Lost Boy (Snapshot Story 29)
The lost boy loved watching her cook. Not because he loved cooking. And not because he loved her. No, he loved watching the way she wrote the oil into the pan. It was different each time. A new meal, a new constellation, a new language. The lost boy wondered everything. He wondered what the language…
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The Path to the Village of Sugar and Sky (Snapshot Stories 24)
Of all the villages scattered throughout the undulating mountains and valleys, it was the tiniest and the furthest away. I had to squint through the hazy afternoon light to even see it. Even with the help of my travelling companion’s outstretched arm. It was perched on a cliff edge – a cluster of houses and…
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The Sad Clown of Carleton Park (Snapshot Stories 23)
The industrial estate at Carleton Park is a large, busy one. It has many buildings – all in varying combinations of concrete, corrugated iron and steel. Behind their smoothly painted exteriors, they all house gears and levers and joints and axles and belts obediently roll and turn and twist in their particular programs of synchronised…
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Call of the Komorebi (Snapshot Stories 22)
Sometimes, you do things you shouldn’t. It starts out innocuously enough. You’re sitting in your garden, enjoying the melodious green, the calm birdsong, the dappled light, time floating instead of hurrying and harrying. Then you see that flicker of light out of the corner of your eye. You think: a bug, a butterfly. So you…
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The New Moon Woman At Sunset (Snapshot Stories 20)
The woman on the new moon is perched comfortably above the clouds of sparkling dusk rain. It is nearly time. She twirls her umbrella, currently the colour of sunset orange, and once again peers through the gap in the clouds. She can see her reflection all shiny and clear, floating and beckoning all the way…
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The Jeweller (Snapshot Stories 18)
The jeweller in the sky wraps himself in his favourite coat of darkest indigo silk. He is preparing to scatter his gems across the night, just like he does every time the sun retreats. With infinite patience and care, he rolls great handfuls of stones to shine free between the stars. Then he pauses. And…
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A Cup of Universe Tea (Snapshot Stories 7)
After the ten-day hike, we were ecstatic when we reached the Cafe at the Edge of the Mountains. Following tradition, we ordered cups of Universe Tea. As we waited wordlessly, we stared out to where the mountains murmur to the sky, the moon, the clouds. Where the stars could run along the snow-stormed ridges, and…
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The Cat of Moonlight and Shadows (Snapshot Stories 5)
As dusk slipped out of the sky, the cat of moonlight and shadows sat next to some straggly azalea bushes outside a nondescript suburban house, and waited. Within a few minutes, the resident human opened the front door and peered cautiously into the darkening street, as if not quite sure why she’d opened the door…
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