Her steps barely left a trace on the snow as she crossed the glade. Her fingers brushed against the frozen pine needles, sending crystalline flakes falling to the ground.
He thought he could get rid of her by abandoning her here, did he? She scoffed, shaking strands of ebony locks out of her face. He should have known better.
Pausing by a river trickling past the chunks of glaciers floating in it, she placed a finger into the surface and the water hissed. A cold wave spread from her finger, freezing the typically scalding river into a skinny line of shiny red glass.
What was it he said to her?
“You’ll get out if hell freezes over.”
With tremendous strength that one wouldn’t expect in her tiny form, she stomped on the frozen river, crushing it into thin shards, each piece reflecting her livid eyes.
“Well, honey, Hell just froze. And I’m coming.”
© Jade M. Wong 2017
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Word Count: 154.
This is my foray into flash fiction writing in quite some time, so I’m hoping I did the photo justice. I feel like the story is a little choppy and not as gripping as I would like it to be, but it’s a start to warming up my and my muse’s writing chops.
Any suggestions you guys may have about improving the story is very welcome! Hope everyone is having a productive and restful weekend~