Ahead, she saw a stumbling figure. She squinted through the eyes and shield of the suit, reaching down to slip her pusher from its cradle, keeping her pedalling even. As Andy drew closer, she could see it was one of the old ones, barely holding together despite whatever messed-up shit was keeping it ambulatory
Tag: flash fiction
Last Year’s Flash Fiction: Persistence
There were probably better ways to spend a time loop than a job interview. Luz had done them. Made a lot of memories. Great stuff.
Last Year’s Flash Fiction: Habit
Healthy Habits: One day at a time!
Last Year’s Flash Fiction: You
You’ve done this before. You’ve defeated magicians, killed kings, rescued the helpless. It doesn’t get easier, it doesn’t. That’s fine, that’s what you signed up for.
Last Year’s Flash Fiction: Any Hero
Then who slayed the dragon, exactly?