December 24, 2019
hughjodonnell
Everyday Drabbles, Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Everyday Drabbles, Flash Fiction
“When the mist rises out of the pot and starts forming shapes, it’s ready for repotting,” the sorceress said. “Don’t listen to it’s whispered promises of power and glory. These are lies. Just slide your finger up like so, and swipe quickly with your ritual dagger. Be sure to have a second pot ready to go.” She smiled into the camera and held up two pots of roiling smoke.
The camera’s red light faded, and they relaxed. She swigged her tea, and her familiar lit a cigarette. They had to get out of this magical contract. TV was killing them.
Author’s Note: It turns out that Wattpad has a strict 200-chapter limit on stories. So from this point on, Everyday Drabbles will be hosted here on my blog. You can still find the first 199 chapters and the introduction HERE.
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December 22, 2019
hughjodonnell
Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Everyday Drabbles, Ficiton, Flash Fiction
There must’ve been some magic in that old top hat we found. Dark magic. It brought a snowman to life, briefly. We pulled trinkets from it out of nowhere. It did small favors for us. Kids stuff.
As we grew up, the Hat still gave us what we wanted. But it took a higher and higher toll.
I tried to get away. I disappeared into the woods, got off the grid, and put up wards. But I can’t escape forever.
It’s Christmas Day, and I hear pounding outside the cabin door.
Thumpity thump-thump! Thumpity thump-thump!
It’s getting closer.
This story originally appeared in Everyday Drabbles, a daily free fiction project on Wattpad. Visit the link for over a hundred free stories. And if you enjoy my writing, support my work by buying me a coffee!
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December 15, 2019
hughjodonnell
Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Everyday Drabbles, Flash Fiction
The Faerie Queen lounged on her throne and looked at the three subjects before her.
“I tasked you with changing the hearts of humanity so that they will forever celebrate Winter Solstice and sing anew the world, a gargantuan task, and you tell me you have accomplished it in a single night?
“Yes Your Grace.”
She narrowed her eyes at the figures. “How?”
“Oh, you know,” one said, adjusting the cuff on an oversized black cloak. “We just showed a moneylender visions of his miserable life and horrible death, and he basically did the work for us.”
“Well, alright then.”
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December 8, 2019
hughjodonnell
Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Everyday Drabbles, Fantasy, Fiction
When Clematis started hanging out with the dragons, the other fairies were shocked. They were a insular and xenophobic people, terrified of anyone bigger than they were, which was just about everything. They lived deep in the forest, enchanting their gardens and cursing the rare passerby.
Clematis was different. She wanted to fly through open skies, to see the high mountains and the vast oceans her friends spoke of. The fairy elders didn’t care for her dreams, and they cast her out.
Now Clematis flies where she will, accompanied by her chosen family. And her hoard is coming together nicely.
This story originally appeared in Everyday Drabbles, a daily free fiction project on Wattpad. Visit the link for over a hundred free stories. And if you enjoy my writing, support my work by buying me a coffee!
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December 1, 2019
hughjodonnell
Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Everyday Drabbles, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Free Fiction
The Axe felt good in her hand. That was the first trap. But there was something about the weight that felt satisfying, a potential gravity when she held it. It wanted to be swung. It wanted to chop.
She knew that the axe was cursed. That it would change her as she swung it, it would infect her with a darkness. Wielding it would be a devil’s bargain, but her family was cold and hungry. She would gladly pay that price for them.
She was the greatest lumberjack that ever lived, but few ever knew the torment in her soul.
This story originally appeared in Everyday Drabbles, a daily free fiction project on Wattpad. Visit the link for over a hundred free stories. And if you enjoy my writing, support my work by buying me a coffee!
The first collection of Everyday Drabbles stories, Winter, is now available as an eBook from Amazon! Enjoy over 90 short stories for less than two dollars!
Stay tuned to this space over the next month as I’ll be winding down the year by producing audio versions of my favorite Everyday Drabbles as a part of the Dog Days of Advent!
November 24, 2019
hughjodonnell
Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Free Fiction
By the time the Falconer got to the little village, the weather had turned foggy. Her falcon fidgeted on his perch in agitation. She stroked him softly, listening.
They’d made her sit through a town hall first, to acquaint her to the target, to hear his litany of sins against the villagers. It didn’t really matter to her. She’d been hired to do a job.
She hunted by sound, stalking past the gardens, through the pub and into the miniature village. It was still ahead of her, honking proudly, unaware.
Today, that goose would get what was coming to him.
This story originally appeared in Everyday Drabbles, a daily free fiction project on Wattpad. Visit the link for over a hundred free stories. And if you enjoy my writing, support my work by buying me a coffee!
The first collection of Everyday Drabbles stories, Winter, is now available as an eBook from Amazon! Enjoy over 90 short stories for less than two dollars!
November 3, 2019
hughjodonnell
Free Fiction, Uncategorized
Drabble, Everyday Drabbles, Fiction, Flash Fiction
A flower grew in a high, remote crag. On the eve of his sixteenth birthday, a boy in the village was sent to pick one and bring it back to the elders, as was tradition.
He forded rivers, climbed mountains, was hunted by wild animals, and had his every limit tested. But eventually he found his prize and returned home with it.
“So,” the newly-minted adult asked. “What does it do?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s not a rare herb, or powerful reagent?”
The elder sighed. “Sometimes it is the deed that is important. The flower’s just a flower.”
This story originally appeared in Everyday Drabbles, a daily free fiction project on Wattpad. Visit the link for over a hundred free stories. And if you enjoy my writing, support my work by buying me a coffee!
The first collection of Everyday Drabbles stories, Winter, is now available as an eBook from Amazon! Enjoy over 90 short stories for less than two dollars!
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