Friday flash: Yesterdays, Tomorrows

Yesterdays, Tomorrows

The maiden watched Landar walk up the hill from the village. He didn’t look at the snowdrops and crocuses poking through the melting snow; he only had eyes for her. That would change, she knew, as it always had, but he wouldn’t remember. Each time, each spring, was as fresh and new as she was.

He came to a stop not quite near enough to touch her. “Are you our new witch?”

“Wise woman.” She stood and looked down at him. Her irritation was replaced by surprise. She’d forgotten that she was taller. “Let’s go.”

Landar caught up with her halfway down the hill. She didn’t turn around to look — not at him, not at the shroud left hanging on the gallows, all that was left of the last year. Maiden would be crone again, soon enough, and Landar would forget her once more.

Now, however, she was still maiden, and would enjoy what was to come.


157 words

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  1. Really enjoyed that! I’ll need to keep an eye on this space and see if I can learn the craft of flash fiction!

    • Thanks! I’m glad you liked it. If you click on “flash” or “drabble” in the tag cloud, you can find others I’ve written. I can’t promise that they’ll be instructive. 😉

  2. Nice. I’ll have to work at getting some stories into that drabble form, lol!

    • Thanks. Technically, this is half again as long as a drabble — those are defined as exactly 100 words. Some people count the title as part of the 100, but I do not.

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