CM Simpson: Writer & Gamer

I've decided to celebrate each release with a series of extracts that run for the month it's released in. This month saw the second edition of 366 Days of Flash Fiction released. Links to the collection can be found at Books2Read at: https://books2read.com/u/b6MrN0 . Today's extract is: Natalia’s Run Written on October 17, 2015, for the March 7 entry of 366 Days of Flash Fiction , this piece is another one set in Tescher’s world. Natalia found comfort in the swish of the walking skirt, the solid crunch of her leather heels on sand and pebbles. She found comfort in the way her hat covered her head and shaded her shoulders, in the manner in which its veil kept the flies out of her eyes. What she did not find comfort in were the short bursts of movement she could hear on either side. The hurried scrunch of twigs and rattle of undergrowth. The pad-pad-pad of two-legged predators pacing either side was both furtive and deliberately provocative. If the raptors wanted to ...

I've decided to celebrate each release with a series of extracts that run for the month it's released in. This month saw the second edition of 366 Days of Flash Fiction released. Links to the collection can be found at Books2Read at: https://books2read.com/u/b6MrN0 . Today's extract is: Rubbish Opal Written on October 17,2015, for the March 7 entry of 366 Days of Flash Fiction, this story explores more of the steampunk outback that makes up Tescher’s world.     Tescher did not know what woke him in the pre-dawn light, but he woke with a pounding heart, and sudden fear energizing every limb. “Mandu,” he whispered, grabbing up his rifle as he rolled to his feet, but the hunter was already awake and moving. They had scrambled into the branches overlooking their riverbed campsite, when the sharp acidic stench rolled through the campsite. For an instance, their gazes met, Tescher as horrified as Mandu to be stuck up a tree when giant ants were on the move. There w...