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Best of Flash Fiction: October 2012

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Then, the destined day arrived when she was awoken by one single kiss. At that moment, she was dreaming of snow, something to do with blowing snowflakes like seeds though a fluffy pink jungle and everything went blank. Suddenly, she could feel her body, the bulbous weight of it. Her lashes crusted over so that she had to tug on her lids. The light burned her and she screamed.

His voice grabbed hold of her tightly, "Calm down, princess. I have broken the spell," but she knew in the few moments upon awakening, before all dreams disappeared to unreachable caverns of her subconscious, that the curse had only just begun. C

Lyle Rosdahl, a writer living in San Antonio, edits the flash fiction blog & best of in print for the Current. He created, facilitates and participates in Postcard Fiction Collaborative, a monthly flash fiction response to a photo. You can see more of his work, including photos, paintings and writing, at lylerosdahl.com.

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