Night Wait

by Fanni Suto

The thick, starless night enveloped the lonely figure with the smell of autumn, the season of mists. He didn’t know how long he’d been waiting in the abandoned bus shelter, he wasn’t even quite sure why he was there. He…


Flash Fiction Melancholic, Restless

My name is Joanna Sterling and I’m a Collector – my collection of contemporary, vintage and period brooches has been amassed over 30 years. The story collection published here is not quite so old but is just as diverse. There are short stories and flash fiction, my own and ones by other writers. Some are traditional and others more avant-garde. I aim to select stories that intrigue, amuse and maybe provoke. Open up The Casket of Fictional Delights and pick out a story or a brooch.

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