100 Word Flash Fiction Friday: Amber

Creatures of the ancient forest shared their slow horrific death, trapped in the sticky sweet sap. Their cruel reward for hungry curiosity? To be entombed for all eternity.

Light sparkled from polished facets as she slowly turned the amber jewel, her expert eye quickly searching for the slightest imperfection.  Dark blemishes lurking deep within demanded her rejection.  Unknowingly she returned the most precious of all the gemstones, to continue in her quest for sterile conformity. 

Writers suffering the cursory inspection of their precious originality find consolation in knowing life is often truly stranger than the most finely crafted fiction.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Shaman

The last true shaman looked deep into my soul and read my mind.  He didn’t speak yet I clearly heard one word in my head. Immortality? His answer to my question with another question. We were connected. He nodded, knowing exactly why I had come. His arthritic finger pointed to the shards of bones and a few teeth. He spoke. His deep voice rich with wisdom.
  ‘Our physical remains mean nothing but we live on through our ideas’
I understood. Ideas live on through writing. We may live forever by writing ideas future generations will want to read. Literally immortal.