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“So this is it, The Scholarism’s Spell for transference to and from the hidden dimension,” a man in a slouch hat and thick leather coat said as he spun the dusty leather book half way around to a woman in a black watch cap and matching wool turtleneck.
Whisky craned her neck around and placed a hand on the book, to flatten its pages on the corner booth’s table between them, and pulled back just as suddenly, bursting into laughter as the heat of the runes shocked her hand. “This really is the real deal and the key to all our ‘shipping’ problems, then…a bootlegger’s dream that’ll keep the coppers off my tail and the bootleg and the money flowing.”
The man nodded, but seeing the glint of avarice in Whisky Nicolaysen’s eye, added “But it’ll take a mage of the finest cut to set up and place the spell and counter-spell in brass and stone, and near enough to the water source; anything less ensures disaster, which is why my fee is so high.”
Whisky leaned back and drew on her cigarette, and smiled, thinking that, yes indeed, all the women in this speakeasy were strong, but the was gin even stronger, all the men were good-looking, but the band was much hotter, and if children had been allowed into her speakeasy, they’d all be above average in whatever they attempted.
But this was her joint, and once that brass plaque and the counter-spell were placed, this arrogant hick from the Scottish highlands would be made to disappear permanently.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2022)
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Valley of the Trolls 
C’mon, Liz, we don’t have hicks in Scotland!
We have teuchters!
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Googled your word. And now there’s something new I know!
Whisky has been in MN for awhile, what with building up the speakeasy, so maybe she’s acclimated?
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You can take the girl out of Glasgow, Liz, but…
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I bet Whisky has Scottish DNA otherwise she should be Whiskey lol
That may cause some trouble with permanent disappearances!
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She may be Glaswegian.
Still working out the permanency thing…
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always glad I come here
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Aw! That’s so nice to know!
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More magic! I love the way this is going, Liz 🙂
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Tough joint!*
Excellent installment!
* I love having bars, taverns, dives and lounges as settings… things slow down? in walks another customer!
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Thank you, Clark!
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Some guys like to buck the expectations…especially in the Underworld. 😉
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Complete with a nod to the great Lake Woebegone! But this be a darker place. I like this Whisky, you’ve drawn her so well.
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Thanks Deanna, and yes, a nod to Wobegon & MN for sure.
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She’d best be careful, if he can place such a thing, he can probably tell what she’s up to.
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Thanks Mimi…time will tell!
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It looks like he won’t be collecting his fee for long.
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Stay tuned…I’m sure he’s got a way out of this. or does he? Dun dun DUNNN!
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A Scotsman in a slouch hat? Now we really have entered the world of fantasy. Next thing you’ll have an Aussie wearing a tam o’shanter. 🙂 Crafty piece, Liz.
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And a big improvement that would be, Doug
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Sergeant, arrest that man for … for … something.! 🙂
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