Where Nothing is Wasted, Nothing is Lost

microfiction-madnessPushing the goggles back on her forehead, she waved away the acrid smoke and smiled. Number nine hung from a slender wire, shards of red, yellow, and cool blue joined at their edges and reinforced in their many corners with spare strands of lead.

This was indeed her best spell, one that might save the shire from the Goblin Raiders. She hung it in the shop’s doorway, next to the other eight stained glass salmons. They rotated and collected the full moon’s light.

She brushed the slag into her hand, blowing the remnants, and a prayer, towards the fjord.

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2017)

Anita Stewart prompt:
Write a 100 word or less story or poem about a salmon in space. Include the word smoke.

Carrot Ranch Prompt (O3/02/2017): In 99 words (no more, no less) include slag in a story. Slag is a glass-like by-product of smelting or refining ore. Slag is also used in making glass or can result from melting glass. It can be industrious or artistic. Go where the prompt leads.

2 thoughts on “Where Nothing is Wasted, Nothing is Lost

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  2. How interesting to create spells in glass and to capture the moonlight. All these details (and Goblins!) create a rich entry to this culture and mysterious danger. I like where you went, to the fjord.

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