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An ogre knocked - carefully - on the witch's door.She looked up at the hulking figure. "Can I help you?""Do you know where giants live?""Haven't been any here for centuries. Why?"The ogre blushed. "I... It's stupid, but... I want to be the small spoon.""Hm. I have a shrinking potion."#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu lies dreaming. I focus on my dreamwatcher machine, making minute adjustments in all five dimensions.The Great Old One whimpers, vast limbs twitching in unease. What visions can terrify such an entity?An image forms in the machine.A classroom.No trousers.#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

"Let me get this straight. Your lab has bred a dragon?""A wyvern, director. It has two legs, two wings, whereas a-""Which flies, breathes fire, and is intelligent?""About as intelligent as a border collie.""So, intelligent. Why?""You asked us to invent measures to take down small drones."#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

I paused, out of breath. The Void had taken all my frustrated screaming and absorbed it. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "You must have heard all this before, countless times."'only you,' said the Void, 'scream your frustration like you do'I took a deep breath to resume, then smiled. "Thanks."#microFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

"What are you working on?"I put the soldering iron on its stand and inspected my work."A time travel receiver. I figured out the machine can't travel in time itself.""Do you have a transmitter too?"I plugged the power in. "Not yet."A newspaper appeared in the machine."I will, next year."#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories #scienceFiction

The witch made him hot chocolate. "They say I'm strong," he said. "And I am."He took a sip."They say I can overcome any hardship.""Mm," said the witch. "And I can. I do."The witch said nothing. "But I shouldn't have to!""No."The witch held the hero as he wept."No, you shouldn't."#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

"There's... er..." My new assistant bookseller faltered. Over by the window, an open book hovered. As I looked, a page turned. I picked up my hag stone and peered through it."Just a ghost. That's a relief.""What else...""Imps, devils, people with invisibility spells. The last are worst."#TootFic #MicroFiction #SmallStories #BookSellers