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Welcome! You have arrived on the last day of our Season Two “Flash Peek”, where we open our members-only collection of 200+ flash fiction stories to the public. The flash peek closes at 10pm CST on Sunday, January 5. Help Choose Our Season Two Readers’ Choice Story Season Two is “Stories That Sing” — stories
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What better time to share about our awesome patrons than our “flash peek” weekend? Havok publishes flash fiction across five major genres (and many subgenres) and our supporters are both lovers of speculative fiction and authors of such. Today we welcome Joshua and Sarah Chadd to tell us about their creative projects and why Havok
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I’m cleaning Amethyst’s harness in the tack room when the rogues arrive. I don’t know how many there are—my only warning is the dragons’ shrieking before a horrid stench assails me, sharp pain spikes through my head, and I black out.
When I come to, my hands are tied behind my back.
The bale of alfalfa hovered in the air, held together by three strands of twine that pulsed to a rhythm only Farmer Ben could hear. Anxious cattle swarmed beneath it. At a mental command from Ben, the twine snapped. The bale crashed to the ground where a horde of bovine maws devoured it.
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“Stop messing with your hair, girl. You look acceptable.” Smorloc’s shout echoed from the potions chamber.
I rolled my eyes at my workroom mirror. He’d yet to even see me this morning.
The glass surface rippled and the mirror’s oracle emerged from its murky depths. “Lookin’ good,” he drawled. “Old Smores got summoned to the palace, huh? I can’t believe they keep calling back the one wizard who can’t even do magic.”
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