Flash Fiction Friday 2024 – Week 27
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Beautiful Memories
As the fireworks lit up the night sky on the 4th of July, Carla and Nadine sat side by side on the balcony of their quaint little house. The bursts of color and light reflected in their eyes, casting a mesmerizing glow on their faces. Memories flooded back to them – vivid impressions of laughter and joy, of shared dreams and whispered secrets.
Carla glanced over at Nadine, her heart swelling with love for her girlfriend. They had come a long way since that fateful day when they first met at a bustling farmer’s market. Nadine had been haggling with a vendor over the price of a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers, her fiery spirit clear even then. Carla had been drawn to her immediately, struck by her passion and determination.
And now, years later, they were still inseparable. Through ups and downs, triumphs and tribulations, they had stood by each other without question. The fireworks seemed to dance in celebration of their enduring bond and they loved every moment.
“God, this brings back a lot!” Carla whispered to the night.
(…)
High-Stakes Game
The air inside Jack’s apartment smelled of anticipation and fear. The only sound echoing off the walls was the quiet shuffle of cards as he and Erica surveyed their hand. After several long and frustrating rounds, they were the only remaining players in the most frantic Poker game to ever take place in the house. The stakes were high, higher than they had ever been before. With a week of unconditional obedience hanging in the balance, neither player could afford to lose.
Erica’s aquamarine eyes narrowed as she studied Jack across the table, searching for any hint of a tell. However, his face remained a mask of calm concentration, his manly features betraying nothing. The players who had already dropped out were standing by the mini-bar, drinking beer and eating pickled chips. No one dared to risk a guess as to who would come out victorious.
“It’s still not too late for you to quit,” Erica said, smirking. “Do it and I’ll reduce your sentence to three days.”
(…)
Mr. Narcissist
Lucas strutted through the opulent ballroom, his tailored suit hugging his muscular frame as he scanned the room with a smug grin. He was a man who commanded attention without even trying, his dark eyes gleaming with arrogance as he greeted guests with a languid charm that bordered on insolence. Women fawned over him, their gazes following his every move with an adoration that only fueled his already inflated ego.
As he sipped on a glass of aged whiskey, his eyes landed on a striking redhead across the room. She stood out like a flame in the sea of black dresses and tuxedos, her fiery curls cascading down her back in a mesmerizing wave. Lucas felt a surge of desire stir within him, a hunger he was all too familiar with.
With predatory grace, he made his way through the crowd towards her, flashing his most disarming smile as he approached. The redhead turned to him, her emerald eyes meeting his with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue. She tilted her head, her lips curved into a playful smile.
(…)
The Portal
As Richard stood on the roof, his eyes fixed on the mysterious red dots that peppered the sky like scattered rubies, a sense of awe and trepidation washed over him. The dots glowed with an otherworldly intensity, casting a crimson hue that painted the landscape below in an eerie light. He could feel the hairs on his arms stand on end as a cool breeze carried whispers of the unknown past his ears.
Mesmerized by the celestial display, Richard’s mind raced with possibilities. Were they a sign of extraterrestrial life making its presence known to humanity? Or perhaps some natural phenomenon yet to be explained by science? The questions swirled in his head like a storm, each one more tantalizing than the last.
But as he continued to gaze at the red dots, their movement became more erratic, swirling and dancing in a mesmerizing ballet of light. And then, without warning, they began to converge, coming together in a brilliant crescendo that bathed the entire roof in a warm, pulsating glow. Richard’s heart quickened as he watched in awe, his breath catching in his throat at the sheer beauty of the spectacle unfolding before him.
(…)
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