I have been working on a few micro fiction pieces recently, spanning no more than a paragraph in length. This was my favorite from those I created this weekend. If you like it or have some suggestions, feel free to let me know:
The woman sat in the corner of the bar, watching the door as she tapped her fingers together. A picture of grim beauty as her dark hair fell in contrast to her sultry red dress. As the music blared the smell of cheap liquor overwhelmed her nostrils. It was a proper place for revenge she thought as the tips of her fingers sizzled with energy. The fire gathering between them was ready to be unleashed on her command. Her lover would soon emerge from the backroom with his new mistress, but this time she would be ready.