Brenda Warren is our host for wordle 718. voices, time, story, debris, present, travel, lead, doors, roots, prophecy, last, mirror https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2025/08/10/wordle-719/ The Last Mirror The voices started again at dusk. Whispers echoed through the tall trees as Mira brushed the debris from the ancient stone floor. She had been searching for this place for years … Continue reading The Sunday Wordle 718
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Flash Fiction: The Ghost in the Attic
The house on Willow Lane had always been quiet — the kind of quiet that whispered secrets when no one was listening. It had stood there for over a hundred years, and in all that time, no one had ever dared to live in it for very long. But eight-year-old Ellie didn’t know any of … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Ghost in the Attic
Flash Fiction: The Stillness Within
The Stillness Within is my entry for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #390 https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2025/07/17/reenas-xploration-challenge-390/ The Stillness Within In the heart of a bustling city where neon lights burned away the stars, lived a young woman named Alina. At 27, she had everything that should have made her happy— a marketing job at a well-known firm, a loft apartment … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Stillness Within
Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #329, “The Throne in the Field”
https://melissalemay.wordpress.com/2025/07/14/melissas-fandango-flash-fiction-challenge-329/ The Throne in the Field In the heart of a boundless golden sea, where yellow blossoms swayed like tiny suns beneath a wide and moody sky, there sat a single porcelain throne: a toilet, pristine and white, crowned with a sun-yellow seat and lid. It stood bold and unmoving in the midst of the … Continue reading Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #329, “The Throne in the Field”
Flash Fiction: Sam and the House That Breathed
When Hannah Prescott adopted Sam from the shelter, they told her he’d been a quiet, obedient dog—gentle with children, wary of storms, and good with other animals. What they didn’t tell her was that Sam had been returned three times. The staff never gave her a clear reason. One mumbled something about “bad vibes.” Another … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Sam and the House That Breathed
Flash Fiction: The Whispering Tree: A Celtic Reiki Awakening
The air in Wales was different that morning. Crisp, almost charged — as if the sky itself was humming with unseen vibrations. Rowan Ellis, a young healer who had studied Usui Reiki for years, had come to this ancient land in search of something she couldn't quite name. She had always felt a pull toward … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Whispering Tree: A Celtic Reiki Awakening
The Sunday Whirl Wordle 712
https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2025/06/29/wordle-712/ Whispers of the Haunted River A group of five teenagers—Maya, Jamal, Lexi, Theo, and Riley—piled into their inflatable raft at the edge of the long-forgotten Talloway River. With backpacks, oars, and bravado, they pushed off the muddy bank, the current tugging them deeper into the woods that had birthed strange legends for generations. “We’ll … Continue reading The Sunday Whirl Wordle 712
Flash Fiction: The Last Cup of Tea
In the heart of the old city, hidden between a crooked alley and a crumbling bookstore, was a shop called The Last Cup. It had no sign, no advertisement, and no hours posted. People only found it when they truly needed it—not when they were looking for tea, but when they were lost, heavy, or … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Last Cup of Tea
Flash Fiction: The Upstairs Whimsy
When the Morgan family bought the old three-story Victorian house on Maple Hill, they thought they’d scored the deal of the decade. The woodwork was original, the windows tall and grand, and the attic? Roomy enough for storage or a charming studio. They moved in with laughter, boxes, and dreams. But within a week, the … Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Upstairs Whimsy
Flash Fiction: Ember and the Mountain of Mirrors
Once, in a land where the sky touched the earth and dreams grew like vines, there lived a girl named Ember. She was born with a quiet fire in her heart—a soft, steady glow. But as she grew, she began to forget it was there. Everyone around her seemed to know who they were. One … Continue reading Flash Fiction: Ember and the Mountain of Mirrors