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A compilation of Flash Fiction (under 1000 words) from authors Laura D. Bastian, Rebecca Blevins, JD Lerud, Lauren Ritz, and Best Selling author Wendy Knight.

This compilation covers all kinds of transformations, from a dragon (not one of your peasant roasting dragons) befriending a human, to an old woman finishing up her "bucket list." The offerings extend from science fiction to fantasy to contemporary, limited only by the author's imagination.

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The Ghost Maker

by Laura D. Bastian

He knew he must keep very still while he waited for the snake venom to enter his system. Every time it was the same agonizing paralysis, but it was the only way he was still alive. The Horques said he should be dead from the accident itself. Then to have lain in a nest of yellow scorpions before he was found should have killed him. His rescuers counted one hundred, eighty-seven sting marks. The Horques couldn't explain how the kin-kin's venom over-rode the scorpion's, keeping his heart from stopping. It didn't make any sense that a venom capable of killing anyone on its own was the antidote for a second venom. The Horques still couldn't say whether Nerual would eventually die from it anyway.

The kin-kin's fangs retracted from Nerual's forearm before the snake wrapped itself around his bicep. The scales on the kin-kin shimmered in the candle light of the hut. Under the natural light of the sun, the kin-kin was almost invisible, allowing it to hunt undetected and earning it the name of ghost maker.

The first bite of the snake after his coma had startled Nerual. It took the Horques and four assistants to hold him down long enough to explain the kin-kin had saved his life. Now Nerual stroked the snake's head after each treatment.

Today he could finally go home, but his heart was heavy. His wife Raitin hadn't come to see him in the clinic for his entire stay. His daughter Tiana had gone to the afterlife only weeks before his accident and Raitin had not handled the separation well.

A neighbor had visited twice, trying to offer comfort to Nerual. He appreciated the effort, but the only thing that could heal his broken heart was his wife. If she had believed him dead from his accident and from the yellow scorpions, he didn't doubt she would have found a way to join him and Tiana in the afterlife. They had been inseparable over the years. Rarely apart for more than part of a day. They even labored in their orchard together.

When Tiana had fallen from the tree top during the harvest, her soul was gone before Nerual and Raitin had climbed