Minnie Malfoy

“Two paths.” by Minnie Malfoy

Olivia was dreaming again. The same dream. The same dream that she had been dreaming for the past few weeks with a night’s miss. And in her dreams she was sprawled across a red chequered blanket in a familiar park- her local park that she visited every weekend. Beneath her lay an emerald green field dotted with flowers of all types, bees buzzing by as they carried out their duties. It all felt too real as the wind caress...

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“The Secret Heir. ” by Minnie Malfoy

This should do, Ameer thought to himself as he rubbed a hesitant hand over his clothes. The prince had been looking forward to this day, ever since he was seven, ever since that first day he had stared out at the city that lay beneath his castle, a city that was always bustling with life, the sound of people chattering and laughing away always drifted up towards the prince’s window, the smell of various spices making his stomach rumble and his mouth water, the smoky scent of paprika, the aromatic scent of ginger and the inviting,...

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“Hundredth is the charm. ” by Minnie Malfoy

They had driven by this place a dozen times before. Ever since she had been a baby. They had to drive by this place to get to any other destination. Heleen had never paid it any attention, had never noticed it, had never noticed its beauty. Not until she had turned fifteen. And as Heleen stood before the great cathedral, she let out a gasp at its ethereal-iness. It was so tall that its peaks reached the clouds and the stars itself, as if trying to reach for heaven. But even this sacred building could not grasp heaven, not now, not ever. H...

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“Through my eyes. ” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #105

Something in my heart tugged as I stared at them from their shadow. The better half of me felt happy for him as he stood there with her, a smile that reached their ears plastered on both of their faces, their arms wrapped around each other’s waist as they smiled down at the crowd they had gathered from defeating the kingdom’s enemy, the one who had made their everyday a living hell and had placed fear within them all. He...

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“Three matchsticks. ” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #105

It had happened all too quickly. One moment the streets were filled with its usual silence and the next it was filled with that horrific sound. The woman had been on her normal afternoon walk. The sky was a summery blue, painted with soft, cotton-looking clouds and the occasional pigeons would swiftly fly by, their wings a whisper in the winds. Wraiths of the sky, a stranger once called them. The streets were empty with ...

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“The phantom and the butterfly. ” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #104

They had always been different, both he and Lucas. You see, Lucas had always been the social butterfly, the life of the party, the one in the two who danced easily from person to person and entertained everyone around him. Whereas he, Peter, was the quieter one of the two, the whisper in the shadows, his presence almost non-existent if it weren’t for Lucas who would notice his absence and encourage him to be more talkative, to introduce himself to people, to expand his bubble, as Lucas would always put it. But Lucas’s words would...

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“His secret.” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #103

Angelica had had this dream a dozen times before. A dream in which she was running through a green forest, its branches and grass wet, the sun peeking through the leaves as if trying to learn her secrets, the dead sticks under her bare feet creating cuts on her delicate skin, the leaves under her crunching louder and louder as she leapt in between the silent trees. The leaves a silent whisper. The animals no...

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“His Dream.” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #78

“I don’t want to do it anymore…,” Ahmed implored at his wife, hoping she would let go of the random thing he mentioned in the middle of nowhere.  “Just get on it! The bike won’t bite you,” Safiya laughed at her husband a little, she couldn’t help it. This man was tall and usually incredibly fearless but was scared by the idea of riding her motorbike.  He still looked scared, so she sai...

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“The First Snow.” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #77

(Title context: the first snow makes the people of the South and the North feel thrilled alike as it has such a romantic and wonderful meaning. There used to be a saying in Korea: "If you are out in the first snowfall of the season with someone you like, true love will blossom between you.") (before): Kai slammed their door in frustration as he ran his slender fingers through ...

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“Confession over a cookie.” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #74

Prologue: Alice sat on the park bench stiffly as she nervously waited for Penny. The beautifully wrapped box of cookies were tightly held in  her hands, causing her knuckles to turn white. The sound of birds tweeting in the evening air was alarmingly loud. I can’t  believe I’m doing this, I can’t believe I’m doing this, I can’t believe I’m doing this, the words continuously swirled in her head, making her...

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“On Christmas Day...” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #73

Ah, Christmas!, Naomi thought as she breathed in the fresh Christmas morning air. Everything was covered by a blanket of snow with the occasional dot of dead trees which were decorated with Christmas lights. Naomi clutched the mug of tea in her hand tightly as she felt a slight breeze shoot by her, causing her knuckles to turn white. Deciding that it was time to go back in, Naomi got up and walked back into her ...

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“The Price You Must Pay.” by Minnie Malfoy

Submitted to Contest #70

Andrew slammed his large hands down onto the dinner table in triumph. "Ha!", Andrew roared with laughter, "we did it again! My lovely, lovely family! We did it again! Today was a very successful day and tomorrow will be even better!", Andrew laughed again as he counted again the money he had made that day. His wife stared at him wearily as she filled his plate with that night's dinner. His children looked at him with sad eyes and looked down at their food in solemn silence. That was how it was every night for Andrew's family. Everyday...

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