Category Archives: Flash Fiction

A picture of dark grey rocks with a lighter grey rock to the bottom right. Superimposed on the picture is text that reads "Moonstone"

Catch up on Part 1 through Part 10 Part 11 I stood nervously at the counter downstairs, fiddling with the moonstone. I didn’t know if I wanted to part with it just yet, but I couldn’t place just why I wanted to keep it. It was just hard to part with. Perhaps it was enchanted, to keep from getting lost among rubble again. My thoughts were interrupted by Midon slapping down a handful of coin on the counter, the noise ringing in my ears a moment. “Here,” she said, watching me through thick lashes. “I’m going to need a name for my records.” “Oh.” I hadn’t thought of that. “Sonbri Baar.” She jotted the name down in a logbook, then paused, staring at her handwriting. Then, turning to me, she asked, “The same Sonbri Baar that stole Soulsilver, Chalice of the Fallen?” I was glad she had returned my knives.…

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A picture of dark grey rocks with a lighter grey rock to the bottom right. Superimposed on the picture is text that reads "Moonstone"

Catch up on Part 1 through Part 9 Part 10 “A supplement?” “Yes.” Staring at this mysterious woman, I wondered what it might be. My soul? My firstborn child? Weren’t those things that witches loved? Finally, I asked, “What supplement is that?” Her blush deepened and she did a cute spin on the spot, looking over her shoulder at me. “Well, I’m taking a magical item off your hands, so it has to be an appropriate exchange. I could part with at least ten gold coin, but I still want something more.” I nodded, understanding nothing of how witches worked. “What do you want?” “A kiss.” I greeted her proposal with silence. What else could I do? Witches worked in mysterious ways, maybe she would steal my soul with the kiss. Another part of me, the foolish girl in me, wanted to test the waters. Would a kiss lead elsewhere?…

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A picture of dark grey rocks with a lighter grey rock to the bottom right. Superimposed on the picture is text that reads "Moonstone"

Catch up on Part 1 through Part 8 Part 9 “I could buy it.” “You said it would be useless.” “Yes,” said Midon, standing and brushing crumbs from her dress. “It would be.” “Then why?” I watched as she took my plate, now-finished, from in front of me and began washing it. “Why buy something useless?” “I run a strange shop,” she said after a moment, keeping her back to me. “I collect odds and ends. I collect things that most people don’t see value in.” “But–” She turned to stare at me, and my mouth snapped shut. “That stone is useless.” She turned to me, wiping her hands. “But it’s not worthless.” “Then…” She nodded, a new kind of smile on her face and a light blush dusting her cheeks. “I’ll buy it off you.” Yes! I sat up straighter, ready to do business, but she put up her…

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An open book lays flat in the middle with black bars above and below. Above, the text reads "Storyteller: Flash Fiction", and the text below reads "Tia Liet".

Kill Them With Kindness There’s a short story on my website called Kill Them With Kindness, about Mortemer and his unfortunate powers. When I initially wrote it, it was meant to be flash fiction. I put myself under restrictions that were pretty strict and therefore never developed the story in a way I liked. I wanted to know the world better, and I never got the chance to explore very far with the idea. That is going to change. So, that means that right now Kill Them With Kindness is being reworked. For now, the story that inspired it will remain online. I’ll post updates periodically. When I’m ready to release the novella into the wild, you’ll all be the first to know! Storyteller: Flash Fiction Now, I’m a fan of short fiction. I try to read a lot of it, because I can’t always digest longer works when I…

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A picture of dark grey rocks with a lighter grey rock to the bottom right. Superimposed on the picture is text that reads "Moonstone"

Catch up through Part 1 to Part 7 Part 8 “What’s it for?” I stared down at the food in front of me. She had said her name was Midon, but I wasn’t sure if I trusted it. She had also told me about how the shop had been passed to her by her father when he’d fallen ill, and that at one time, Midon, her mother, and her father had slept in that one room. But I was finished listening to pleasantries. Something about her was so enchanting that it was almost impossible to tear away from her silk-spun stories. Midon sighed. “It’s a catalyst.” “What’s that mean?” She traced patterns into the wooden table with a long nail. It took a long moment of silence before she sat forward and met my eyes. “It means it’s useless except to the witch who made it.” I slumped. “So no…

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Fwip. They stared at the card. It was illuminated by candle light, for no other purpose but to set the mood. The red eyes painted on the back of the card stared back. “So, let’s see,” they said quietly to the rat sitting on their shoulder. It felt wrong to speak loudly in such silence. Besides, you never knew who was listening – or watching. Licking their lips, the witch turned the card over. Tiny whiskers tickled their ear as the beautiful figures of the lovers revealed themselves. There were three of them, holding hands, each one a different gender. The tall one with large curves and dark freckles on dark skin, was a woman. The short one who was stout and blocky and straight lines, was a genderfluid agender demiboy. The middle one with flyaway hair and tired eyes was gendervoid. The nonbinary witch knew all this because they…

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October saw five (5) short stories about monsters. Slime monsters, werewolves, ghosts, witches, even demons abound! All these stories are free, originally released through Patreon. Since I no longer run a Patreon page, I’m releasing the stories here! A .pdf version is also available here. Without further ado, here’s Monster Month by Tia Liet! A Slippery Slope The first thing he noticed was the slime. It was everywhere; on the bed, the floor, the walls, the curtains, and even the ceiling. How it had gotten there was a mystery. It was thick and gelatinous and green. The room had been pretty regal before the slime had been introduced. It was cushy and had good furniture, but it was in a bad part of town. Had the man known that this part of town was plagued by monster attacks, he would not have booked the hotel room he had. Doing what any…

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