Blast from the past, or “You HAD to encourage her, didn’t you!?”
Tracy Fabre and Con Chapman, from back in the Gather days: In a comment on his Gather post today, Con said he wanted to go into the business of providing writing prompts. I “hired” him (pro bono, of course) to suggest a prompt for this week. He said, “A priest, a rabbi and a lady snake charmer walk into a bar…”
Now run with it, folks.
Well, it wasn’t so much a bar as it was a tube. And it wasn’t so much a tube as a tunnel. And it wasn’t so much a tunnel as an underground cavern.
Really, they didn’t so much walk into it as trip over a low wall. And they really more plummeted than tripped, being chased by werewolves.
Who weren’t so much werewolves as zombie armadillos. Because the tunnel was really a magic well, into which they fell, one after the other. Spinning, screaming, through sulphurous darkness.
But not in the same week.
Because the Dread Mistress must be fed.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2013)