Snow Fall: Flash Fiction 

‘I love to watch the snow fall,’ said the little princess looking up to her father, the King of Cenious, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.  ‘As long as your feets are warm, you will love it my dear,’ he said.  And the snow fell from heavens, like tiny rolls of cotton one after another, disappearing…

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The Moon Tonight: Flash Fiction

May be it has been ages that I stared at the moon in the night sky. Suddenly today, I can see the crescent moon in the evening sky. Through my glass window I stare at it, lying on my bed. A bit dizzy because of the flue, the moon seemed calmer than the usual sight.…

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