A bird sang, and Anna raised her eyes to the topmost twigs of the still bare maple. Far, far above the tree, a jet plane ghosted across the luminous blue of the springtime sky. No contrail, and flying ahead of its sound. Silvery-white, it looked almost translucent, beautiful. Anna thought how strange that dozens of humans were up there, perfectly ordinary people talking, eating, farting, sleeping, anticipating their arrival in some distant city.
The tubular shape vanished behind a medium-sized cumulus cloud that billowed pure white, its edges made incandescent by the morning sun. Anna waited, neck craned, to see the aircraft emerge–because you just do.
She waited. Nothing emerged. No jet plane. No sound, either, although it should have arrived by now. The cloud shifted its shape, sending out illuminated tendrils, elongating, transforming. But the flying craft had disappeared completely, as though vaporized.
Exactly three minutes later, the rain of blood began.
Anita and I read this story together and both agree that it was ‘tormentingly clever!’
Flash fiction at its finest…
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Thanks, Anita and Jaye! Glad you enjoyed it.
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What a perfect way to describe the story, “tormentingly clever”!
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This packed a powerful punch in a very short space. Good steady build-up and then revelation.
Excellent work Audrey
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Thank you, Roger. That was the idea.
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And it worked! 👏
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Oh my, Audrey. I did not see that ending coming.
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Thanks, Robbie. The whole thing was actually real–up to the last sentence, of course.
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What, no screaming engines descending in flames?
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No, Michael. Sorry. To tell the truth, it happened exactly the way I wrote it, except for the conclusion. I suspect the jet changed direction while the cloud was between me and it.
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Oh, so it really happened (up to a point)! So it’s likely it did fly into a wormhole and the people are now being displayed in cages in the Andromeda Galaxy! (grin)
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Could be the blood rain was fake, too. Almost anything is possible.
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Oh geez, that was awesome! Fabulous flash! I’m about to go for a walk. I’ll be watching for any planes . . .
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And predatory clouds. Thanks, Priscilla!
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Quite chilling Audrey.
Huge Hugs
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Thank you, David. Sending hugs in return!
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“Chilling” was my reaction as well. *shudder*
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Thanks, Liz, and I’m glad to see you’re back!
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You’re welcome, Audrey. I hope I’m back. So far, the WordPress Happiness Engineers have brought me no happiness.
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I’ve wondered who came up with that epithet. It pretty much begs to be differed.
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It does seem odd to throw that epithet in the faces of people who are already really frustrated and angry. All it does is serve to enrage . . .
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I didn’t see that end either – being science fiction oriented, I just assumed they flew into a worm hole or into the open bay of an alien space ship. heh heh
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Well, you know, that could have been an alternate ending. I actually thought about supplying a number of final sentences and asking readers to choose one.
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Yikes! Superlative story, Audrey … although sitting in a warm and cosy studio I suddenly feel very cold and fearful!
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I’m glad to hear that, Annika! (Only as a writer, of course). Thanks for reading and commenting.
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I suppose one could take any situation and end it with “and then the blood began to flow.”
Isn’t there a “then he/she was murdered” theme on the net? Take any story situation and add… I don’t recall the exact phrase, however.
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill was murdered!
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True enough. That ending is sort of gratuitous, but it made for a nice little story artifact. The whole thing actually happened, up to that point. The plane went behind the cloud (from my point of view) and never reappeared. It probably changed direction and was less visible to me after that. It seemed sort of strange, and I couldn’t resist turning it into a little something.
Too obvious and easy? Yes.
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Sorry, I’d not intended to shoot it down.
Things that vanish, things that explode, things that melt, morph or meander drunkenly, those are anomalies that defy the normal patterns. Disrupt the flow and you’ll get our attention.
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Thanks, ‘Mole! “Shoot it down”–haha!
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Loved it! Surprise ending and now I’ll just have to go on wondering what happened! Suitably spooky.
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Thanks, Lea. At one point I had the idea it wasn’t a plane at all but some sort of alien craft seeding the earth with death. And another explanation is that the cloud was an alien that ate the plane.
A bit of fun based on a real event.
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It’s like the plane disappeared in a flash. Is that why they call it Flash fiction? (I’m deliberately being obtuse, I know what flash fiction is–short fiction under 1,000 words). Great story and description.
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Haha! Good one, Pat! And thanks for reading and commenting.
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Glad you liked it. 😉
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Love your descriptive, “tormentingly.” Couldn’t have said it any better, Books’!
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Well that was a shock, lulled by the opening paragraph. But I think I might have liked the mystery of it just disappearing…
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You know, Janet, that would have been more subtle and represented exactly what I saw, but I couldn’t resist going for a horror-esque ending.
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Wow. Shocking ending. Loved the way it pulled me into a peaceful state at first. 🙂
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Thank you, Teresa. Good to hear that.
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Nice twist. Nothing like starting the day with some horrir. 😁
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A small jolt, perhaps. Thanks, JeanMarie!
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Given how much I hate to fly, I totally believed the ending, no logical explanation needed!
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Yes, flying has begun to seem “alien” again.
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Oh my. That was terrifying, Audrey, and totally engrossing. Great story!
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Thank you, Diana!
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Perfect figurative use of the word incandescent. I will remember that sentence to remember the definition of the word.
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Thank you! I’m glad that word is memorable for you.
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Nice, a lot of possibilities with the ending.
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Thank you, David!
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