
Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=DUST. Read, write and come back for more SIX SENTENCE STORIES. (Link goes active Wed night).
Cat sits comfortably curled about himself in the square of Autumn sun, his tiny snore and twitching legs causing a greater swirl of dust motes that dance and dream and foretell of future hunts.
Esme smiles, coughs because her corporeal self wishes to remind her that though her mind is clear and her heart is open, she’s not back to full health and strength, thus not yet ready for a new venture. She decides to draw a single card, without the help of her familiar; his wellness precedes her own well-being and she takes this as a metric of challenges to come.
Pulling the Ace of Swords confirms her intuition.
The boredom of so much self-focus is getting to her, and the collections of cross-culture grimoires lent to her by Brother Frankincense are definitely not singing a siren’s song.
Quietly she steps away from the window and around the cat who has loosened into a croissant of contented kitty and makes her way out to the garden scrying pool behind the many-roomed cottage; time to check in on what her sisters are doing in their various homes.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2026)
No matter which of your stories I read, Liz, there is always something weaved in them, unseen at first glance… more like a calm hum in a forest.
(Burning some frankincense now)
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Nice, but have a care around Frank, willya? He’s weird, but helpful! 🙀
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Cats have that extra sense. Or some cats are extra special?
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Ask any cat. They’ll tell ya, they’re VERY special! 😻😂
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“Brother Frankincense”. Love it, Liz. Surely, Esme could work some magic to heal herself? If not her, then her sisters?
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Being too self focused can cause things to get worse.
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True!
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Such a luxurious setting. I am hooked already.
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Love this Liz – there’s definitely a bit of magic in the air 🪄
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Thank you!! ;-D
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“…the cat who has loosened into a croissant of contented kitty”
Dude! This week’s ‘God! Why can’t I come up with such wordage?!?’ award goes to this here Six here.
nicely done
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Thanks, Clark. Purrrrrrr……
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I love the details and the everyday magic in these tails oops tales.
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(Purrr-fect comment) 🐈⬛🐈
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What a lovely and lucky cat, but also magic is around. I’m really looking forward to the next episode, Liz!
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My love for cats and how I always thought I would end up when old, a cottage and a cat and cards… hopefully some painting supplies too, I would pick up painting. uh-oh where was I ?
Aaa, this six made me think, loved it. And I hope Esme gets well soon.
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May Esme recover her full health.
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Yes, there’s more c to be accomplished, so gathering strength now…
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A very interesting story Liz 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Thank you, Sadje!
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Most welcome Liz 💞
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This was such a luxurious scene. And that cat is beyond beautiful!
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Thank you, Violet!
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