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.

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 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)