“Warriors” – A Books of Binding Flash Fiction

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The sun flared over the horizon, blinding him for a moment. Erik Eriksson shifted his stance, taking the measure of the warriors on either side. They seemed like a seasoned lot, their armor well-crafted and their weapons honed sharp. He gripped his bow and notched an arrow. The battle was coming. He could feel the anticipation among the ranks swelling their number into a throng, warriors jostling in position, checking their weapons, watching the horizon. A horn sounded and they surged toward the enemy, some riding, others, like Erik, running ahead, weapons at the ready. Their enemy poured over a Read More …

Tin Lizzie – A Books of Binding Flash Fiction

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“You bought another one?” A shameless smile pulled at the Vampire King’s lips, and he made a sweeping gesture to the shiny black automobile parked in front of the Seahaven Opera House. Under the August sun, the sheen to Erik’s new toy gleamed. “‘Another one,’ Katherine? You’re making it sound like an old nag!” Katherine cast a long-suffering look at Bridget, assuming that her ward would be as tired of Erik’s antics as she was. But the young seer grinned back at her. Apparently not. She smiled fondly at the girl—really a woman full-grown and at the height of her Read More …

Exposure – A Books of Binding Flash Fiction

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“Erik, you have to hold still for this to work.” “I still feel like it needs some adjustment.” Jason rolled his eyes in the direction of the new, breadbox-sized Kodak ‘Brownie’ camera and muttered softly in ancient Greek before raising his voice. “You do know that Katherine’s going to kill you, right?” He returned his attention to the viewfinder. Erik had a bee in his bonnet about getting this… picture… taken and wouldn’t be dissuaded. The Vampire King laughed. “Isn’t that the point of this exercise?” “Hold still. I’m still getting the exposure.” Dammit, Erik had moved again. “We’re going Read More …