Posted in Micro Fiction

Tiny Wings

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Jimmy Smith looked down at the tiny creature nestled in the palm of his pudgy hand. He was so excited, this was the fifth one he’d found this week. The early morning sun shone through her small, delicate, gossamer like wings. She tried to speak, to tell the earthling child who she was, what she was, but the knowledge of what was to come next, strangled the words in her tiny throat. She shrunk back as his clumsy, chubby fingers deliberately tore off one of her fragile wings. Her tiny scream was drowned out by his cruel squeals of delight.

MikeJackson©2016

Story 10, on day 4 of my 30 Day Challenge to write 100 x 100 word stories!

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Now that I'm retired I have more time to devote to writing my blog and creating short stories.

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