flash fiction – Page 2 – Phillip Drown

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In the world of business, advertising is king . . .

A chance encounter in the most unlikely of places, intervention might be divine . . .

Every day, in the same place, an ant. Inspired by its presence, a simple experiment leads to a startling discovery . . .

Imagine waiting a lifetime for an unlikely opportunity, while the world is watching . . .

A lifetime spent waiting for one man, all for this moment . . .

Where do the sounds carried by the wind really come from? And where do they go?

If you’re put in the Friend Zone, it is important to recognise the signs. Because one end is not the only end . . .

A wall is not usually a canvas to be shared among street artists. But exceptions might be made for the best . . .

It’s funny, the things you find in a cluttered shed. And there’s no point keeping anything unless it has a use . . .

A final line of defence. A last chance of escape. But something is not right . . .