As occasionally happens with the curious creatures of the night that I meet along the road, they do sometimes return. Surprisingly, Rihan wasn’t gone for very long at all. Only a breath, only a moment, and she returned in a flicker of light and shadow with another small chapter to her life, a glimpse into her mind…
Category: drabble
One hundred word stories, exactly.
The red rain. A vampire drabble.
It’s Friday!!! Yes! Okay, and a little gift for you, just a little one, 100 words of drabble to tease your senses. Literally, a bite sized tale. I hope you enjoy it. The red rain. J R Manawa. In the crowd, Rihan stood. She raised her hands in darkness to the ceiling and closed her…
Karim’s story – a life in a drabble
At the end of the world, Karim breathed. It wasn’t ideal, but this was how it was. His own mind had already pointed out that when everything else is finished, whatever’s left behind will do. And it wasn’t much. The fighting had been – catastrophic. The deaths too many to count and his scars and…
Lipstick stained cigarettes. A vampire drabble.
On that note of breaking the silence, let me get your imagination flowing with an offering, one hundred words of drabble to wake you. For those who love darkness, who romance the night, beware…. lipstick stained cigarettes. JR Manawa. Lipstick stained cigarettes and a chain of twenty butts, smooshed over the cobble stones with a…
Not for sale.
It’s been some time. Again. Eventually this prisoner in chains will rise from captivity. Through the key hole a small offering escapes; this story of one hundred words, a dabble with drabble… not for sale. J R Manawa. Exhilarated, accelerated, inebriated on the moment, she spun. The colours, they twirled faster and faster, the dress twisted…
This side of darkness 