The Fly - By Sharon DragonRose (du Plessis)

Written By: Sharon DragonRose (du Plessis)

Category: Short Story

Competition: Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026

Sharon DragonRose (du Plessis) presents "The Fly," a compelling short story that delves into mystery and intrigue within the prestigious Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026. Known for her captivating narratives, Sharon crafts a tale set against the backdrop of espionage and hidden truths. Her protagonist, Malcolm Black, navigates a world of invisible dangers and secretive observations, drawing readers into a suspenseful journey. This competition highlights diverse talents from around the world, showcasing Sharon's unique storytelling ability.

About the Work

"The Fly" is a masterful exploration of suspense and character, weaving a narrative that combines elements of espionage with a psychological twist. The story captures the essence of a man living in secrecy, surrounded by unspoken threats. Through vivid imagery and a keen sense of detail, Sharon DragonRose crafts a mood of tension and unease, inviting readers to ponder the hidden layers of Malcolm Black's life. It's a short story rich in atmospheric detail and introspection.

The Fly

Original Submission by Sharon DragonRose (du Plessis)

The fly.

Now Malcolm Black had the looks of someone easily forgotten after the first meeting. Invisible in a crowd and 'as exciting as cold custard' someone once whispered.

Nobody stuck around him for longer than a handshake and a respectful nod, but he did not mind. It suited him. He preferred to observe. Like a top secret CIA agent would.

Which he was, of course.

His beautifully furnished penthouse was unpretentious, yet masculine, harmonising with some priceless works of art. A secret cocoon, overlooking Central Park, the mere location reeked of old money. Politics and lobbyists, diplomatic parties, charity balls, Mr. Black moved in high circles.

After a shower he got dressed and stood in front of the mirror for a final check. He was looking forward to dinner with his father at 'the' restaurant in Manhattan. He smoothed a few strands of hair back and proceeded to the reception area, a slight frown dimpling the wrong end of a bland face.

He had reason to feel worried.

A few weeks ago he stumbled upon a Black Ops expense account and was shocked to find out what was planned. He felt it his duty to become a whistle blower and had since noticed a few subtle, almost unnoticeable changes surrounding his daily routine. The black SUV parked across the road at night... being followed... He had since swept his apartment for bugs... nothing.

In stark contrast with the décor, hung several sticky strips used for catching flies. After an unexpected call-out for a few days he had come back to a freezer that vomited juices from rotting meat, thanks to an undetected electrical failure.

Flies joined the party.

Since Mr Black invites no-one to his 'home', and although he feels disgusted by those grotesque strips, (a reminder of visiting his friend's grandparents on a farm), he thought it would be the best solution.

He was allergic to insect sprays and besides, he did not want to draw any attention.

As he passed the kitchen on his way to the front door, a strange movement caught his eyes.

Flies were slowly orbiting around the tape and inevitably landed on it, got stuck, and froze without a struggle. There was one fly though that whizzed around the tape, flying counter-clockwise to the other flies. When Mr Black stepped closer, it changed direction and came straight towards his face, hovered, and returned to the strip, almost touching it and then darted away. Several more little 'touch' stints followed. Puzzled, Mr Black grabbed his keys and left the apartment. He was running late.

In his haste he accidentally brushed the side of his head against the sticky lint. He uttered a few expletives. A quick check in the mirror... all good.

His father lifted his hand slightly to draw his attention when he entered the restaurant. They greeted each other formally.

“Hello Father.”

“Good evening Son.”

They ordered wine.

The maître d' returned with a 1982 Lafite Rothschild Pauillac cushioned on a white starched napkin, draped over his arm. As he bent forward to display the label with flair, he suppressed a little jolt of disgust with absolute professionalism and whispered urgently...

“Pardon Sir... there is a fly in your hair!”

*** *** ***

After a subdued fluster, (it's all in the breeding), Mr Black excused himself. In the bathroom he took the warm hand towel offered, and in one of the private cubicles wiped the side of his head and proceeded to wash his hands.

A bit of blood?

Perplexed now, he smoothed his hair down once more and then the undeniable sound of a metallic 'CLINK' as the fly dropped in the basin and disappeared down the drain.

Feeling slightly faint, Mr. Black dropped to his knees...

627 Words, Excluding Title.

Written by Sharon DragonRose

About the Competition

The Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026 by Hashtag Kalakar celebrates literary excellence from around the globe. This prestigious event provides a platform for writers to share their creative works, fostering a community of diverse voices and stories. Participants engage in a dynamic showcase of talent, where the art of storytelling is honored and shared with a wide audience, encouraging creativity and expression in its many forms.

We extend our heartfelt thanks to Sharon DragonRose (du Plessis) for her intriguing short story "The Fly," featured in the Global Poetry and Creative Writing Competition 2026. Her ability to weave mystery and suspense into a compelling narrative is truly commendable. We look forward to witnessing more of her captivating storytelling in the future.

About Hashtag Kalakar

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