I found something to write!
Is it good? It is bad? I’m not sure yet. I haven’t decided what my opinion is, but I’m going to post this before I have time to talk myself out of it.
This is a flash fiction prompt by Jem Jones. She has a lovely blog which features a cake-loving owl. I would highly recommend popping over there to say hello to the owl… and of course Jem Jones. Link Here!
I’ve never tried writing one of these kinds of prompts before so… yay me for trying? It might not make any sense but that’s because I don’t even know what’s going on. I didn’t want to use my brain too much.
I really have nothing to say so just read the prompt if you want to.
Dear Adrik, I find it’s harder to think about it the closer it gets. I’ve been having dreams about it every night for the past week. I know you would tell me the idea of you being a double agent is ridiculous. And if I could hear those words from you I know I would believe them, but I can’t ask you anything. They say it will be safer for everyone if I don’t try to contact you. I guess they think I’m biased, which I probably am. I never would have imagined that I wouldn’t want my brother to come to my wedding, but I find myself wishing you had told me you couldn’t come. That way they wouldn’t be able to suspect you. And I wouldn’t have any need to doubt you. Throughout the day I go through memories in my head trying to find some indisputable proof that you weren’t involved... that you wouldn’t be involved in any of this. But you know what memory I get stuck on? That day in Heathfeild. I can see you sprawled out on the bank, dipping your fingers into that mirror like pool. I can remember how perfectly the ripples spread across it, as if they had been carefully drawn, one by one. And I remember what you said. I remember that ever so slight glint in your eyes when you said “Too bad all of us can’t be spies. You’ll get to have all the fun. Traveling across the globe with a new name in every city. I might consider it myself someday if you give it a good review. What else am I going to do with myself after you’ve left home?” I could never place that look. But then I never thought I needed to know what it meant. Now I’m wondering if they’re right. You really were perfectly placed to obtain the leaked information. I never even thought about it. It makes me think of the times you used to laughed at me when I started bragging about my “heightened observation skills”. I know I’m starting to ramble. I always do when I’m nervous. I wish you could be reading this. I wish I knew that I could trust you. I keep dreaming that there’s a gun in my hands, and it’s always aimed at you. I want you to be innocent, Adrik. You have to be. Because no matter what you do, you’re still my brother. And I don’t want us to be on different sides. - Acacia
The end! See you… whenever.
Cracking job, one of the better flash fictions I’ve read this week (and I read a lot of them).
YAY, this makes me so happy. 🙂
Oooh, I like!! It’s short and packs a punch. And I like the letter format, you’ve really got the emotion coming through! Thank you for joining us, E.M., and I hope you had fun 😄
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