carnival, creation, fiction, flash fiction, freakshow, Friday, mad scientist, short story, super hero
The sun shined brightly over the carnival in the late morning hours. Already, a steady stream of fun seekers were enjoying rides and trying their hands at games of chance.
Johnathan thought on this as he walked through the growing crowd, carrying a brown paper sack. He didn’t believe in chance after being raised on so many crooked games. That summed up life, he thought, fixed by something or someone. Continue reading