Tag Archives: SPLF25 flash fiction contest

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 13 Twisting Claddaghs   The group was making their way to the table and Nuala automatically saved her seat next to David. The only moment she thought to look back was when she saw that he had made his way to the other end of …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 12 The Reader of Dún Laoghaire   Walking up the hill on a fine spring day. On my right a famous Tower, on the left my family facing the sea towards Howth. I looked around the beautiful view, the Irish Sea so blue, astonished at …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 11 Ireland Makes Love Blossom   Richard pulled his coat tighter against the chill of Dublin’s winter air. He hadn’t planned to visit Ireland, but a layover on his way back to New York had left him with a full day to explore the city. …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 10 The Brown Parcel It was one of those damp, Belfast evenings where the rain didn’t fall but merely hung in the air, soaking everything in an ashed mist. McGurk’s pub has ever been there. Its low ceiling clouded with smoke and voices rising in …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 9 The Siren’s call   The O’Connor family stood at the dock, watching the Sundancer sway gently against the waves of the Irish coast. The weather was perfect, clear skies, a soft breeze, but something in the air felt off. An unsettling weight, like the …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 8 THE WHISPER OF THE PÙCA In the rolling hills of County Clare, where mists clung to the land and shadows stretched too long, Aisling O’Malley walked quickly along a dirt path. The last light of the day faded into the horizon, leaving the world …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 7 Jacques and the Bloody Tap Shoes Conspiracy   It was 1990, the glorious era of shoulder pads, mullets, and mixtapes. Jacques, a Senegalese giant with muscles sculpted by the gods and a smile brighter than a disco ball, had just arrived in Dublin. He …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 6 The Extraordinary Story of Everest, the Jumping Dwarf… with One Long Leg! In a small Irish village called Donegal, there lived a dwarf named Everest. But Everest wasn’t just any dwarf, oh no! He was the undisputed champion of the “Low Jumping” Olympics, a …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 5 Shadows of Retribution   In the verdant expanses of County Kerry, where mist clung to the earth like a shroud, the year 2024 bore witness to the echoes of a tragedy long buried. Dylan O’Sullivan, now a man of thirty, walked the cobbled streets …

Racconto inviato | Submitted story 3 The Last Flame of Guido In the oppressive silence of the moor, Guido stopped, his right foot still aching from the wound he had suffered months earlier. The moon illuminated the road to Westport, his temporary refuge, but the weight of his mission followed …