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Flash Fiction Friday

Dottie over at Tink's Place has come up with the idea for a Monday Morning Flash Fiction challenge.  Each Monday a new picture prompt will be posted and if you choose to  participate - you post your story on Friday - 350 words, give or take. 

Valeria's Hope
By Blodeuedd

War changed everything, but that was nothing new. War killed and destroyed and the latest country to experience this had been Valeria. The once proud Valeria where magicians came to study and where architects made wondrous things in Valeria’s capital city of Ankerrad. But war had reached even this country as the conquering Empire had pushed forward. In an epic struggle to save the capital they had lost it all. Magic had exploded, the sea had swept through the city and it had fallen into the earth. Not much was left now. Towers stood here and there, forgotten remnants of a once glorious city. Magic still polluted the air and no one ventured there..no one.

Except for Alliandra.

A year had gone by since the fall and she had been back several times. Diving for treasures and building up quite the little nest for herself. The magic did not bother her. At first it had almost smothered here but now it was an old friend and slowly it had seeped into her veins until she could control it. She was a thief, and damn proud of it. Of course before the war she had been a whore but that was then, and this was now.

It was like any other morning. The sun was hiding behind a fog made of magic. The sea was calm and she was sitting on top of a palace looking for where to go next. But this morning was the day everything changed. The morning when she met a once spoiled prince of a deposed royal family. The day she joined a struggle that was not hers

She did not see anything at first, but she heard it. A fight and it was coming close to her. She did not know who was more surprised, she, the prince or the ones trying to kill him. But she soon got her wits back because she realized that she would not keep her alive and she cursed them and jumped into the fight. The prince said nothing but saw she was helping him and let her be. This was Alliandra’s city after all and she knew it. Therefore she knew how to kill, and kill she did.


Hm, yes I have to end this here cos it is obvious I am not writing a short story any more. For some reason I think I could go on and on. They would meet up with others, they would fall in love and they would save the kingdom.


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Carol Evans
Feb. 10th, 2012 08:15 pm (UTC)
I pictured the city full of treasure too. It does seem like just the beginning of their story. Nicely done.
Feb. 10th, 2012 09:04 pm (UTC)
For some reason I could not write anything in the moment :)
Feb. 11th, 2012 12:25 am (UTC)
Aaaa, I think you need to follow this one through. I love when these short flashes turn into something more in our minds. :) Very nicely done, and yes I do want more. A whole story more. :)
Feb. 11th, 2012 07:44 am (UTC)
Thanks :) I truly tried to stop, like pushing her off a building ;) Lol, but it did not work. There was a story there wanting to be told
Feb. 11th, 2012 12:49 am (UTC)
Oh I wouldn't mind if you kept it going. I love the direction you see it going. Great flash!
Feb. 11th, 2012 07:44 am (UTC)
Thanks :) I guess the pic truly inspired :D
Feb. 11th, 2012 01:49 pm (UTC)
My first complaint: my two previous comments got eaten by an ugly Internet monster. My second complaint: it is not a story but a synopsis. My third complaint: how did she know he was a spoiled prince? Was it written on his forehead? Apart from that a nice story *grumble grumble*

Feb. 12th, 2012 08:23 am (UTC)
She used to live in the same city as he did, I am pretty sure the gossip was as big then as now and this spoiled prince did nothing but drink and sleep with pretty women ;)
Feb. 12th, 2012 10:35 am (UTC)
Ok, now it sounds more probable, thanks!
Feb. 12th, 2012 05:40 pm (UTC)
And do not say anything about these two not getting a hEA when he becomes king ;)
Feb. 13th, 2012 09:43 pm (UTC)
I had a similar idea in mine, with the magic and the water, but we went in different directions otherwise. It definitely feels like a smaller part of a bigger story ;)
Feb. 14th, 2012 02:02 pm (UTC)
I could not shake that feeling. Usually it is easier but this time, nope, a story wanted to be told, a bigger one
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