This is my entry for the new Business Card Fiction contest. You write a story short enough to fit on the back of a business card, based on the prompt word/picture.
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This is the Beta version of the contest. The full contest, including prizes, starts next month. So be sure to check out the website here, and follow them on twitter @BCFiction
I am the adversary of evil, a guide to the lost, and the answer to every mystery.
I stand silent in the shadows; you may not see me, but I see all.
I unravel every conspiracy and the plot in every game.
I know the players, the pawns, the innocents struggling to be free.
I am your guardian, your liberator, your ally—my name is Garrison, though most of you know me as G.
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For this FSF, Lillie asked us to write about a character from one of our WIPs. I chose a character who is not only in my WIP, but has appeared in many flash fiction pieces here on my site. I hope this gives you a little more insight into who G is.
Be sure to check out the Five Sentence Fiction weekly challenge created by Lillie McFerrin.
Andi pulled the hood of her snow jacket tighter around her neck, shielding herself from the wind that unceasingly nipped at her frozen face, as she trekked further across the Arctic Tundra. The GPS unit beeped in her backpack, her own personal harbinger, signaling the fast approach of something massive.
Could this be it?
The ground rumbled as it ran toward her, knocking her off her feet. An enormous animal resembling a tiger, with long, flowing fur towered over her. Its coat was pure white and glistened in the sun.
A euphoric tingling swept across Andi’s body as it looked into her eyes and knelt down, signaling her to mount. As they rode, multi-colored light swirled in front of them, revealing the mythical portal.
She had found it—the means of traveling between worlds. She didn’t know where she would end up, but she couldn’t wait to find out.
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I wrote this for Jeffrey Hollar’s Monday Mixer flash fiction challenge. Check it out at The Latinum Vault
“Is she asleep, Doctor?”
“Yes, she’s under and will awake with no memory of the procedure.”
“Her mate, Rowland, is… detained… and won’t interfere with our faery-human relations research—Eliza’s the perfect candidate.”
“Good… the fetus’ heart rate is normal; maybe we can determine if she conceived before or after she transformed into a faery.” The doctor paused, stared at the monitor, and said, “Vick will like these results—a half-breed is an abomination and will give him the excuse he needs to destroy Rowland and Eliza.”
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This is part of a series I’ve been writing. You can read all about Rowland and Eliza here.
And be sure to check out the Five Sentence Fiction weekly challenge created by Lillie McFerrin.