A couple of flashfics

Two little snippets I perpetrated recently:

The minstrel struck a resounding chord on her harp and announced the Lay of Vinessa Silvertongue and the Outland Merchant, and all eyes turned towards us. ( Read more... )

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On the short cropped turf of the fairy mound, Tristan could just make out a faint shape in the dusk. He urged the dapple-grey closer, but the horse snorted and side-stepped, and with reluctance Tristan dismounted, one hand moving to his dagger-hilt.( Read more... )

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Not exactly off-the-cuff stuff, as I'm still agonising over word choice and revising every sentence as I go, but it's always interesting to watch random plots starting to emerge in material written for other purposes!