Another piece from my alter -ego, Tessa. Thanks Witcraft, for accepting her (my) slightly off-kilter sense of humor.
Flicker(>100 words)
Beyond the Volcano
© Ayr/Gray
Tickets for the early train to Claris City spewed from the printer with a high-pitched whine, one after the other in twos for couples, four for young families, and the occasional single for the middle-aged women, purse draped cross-body, sporty sandals or high-tops broken in and ready for an active day away from the smoking volcano. Continue reading
F U Kevin
© Ayr/Gray
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (02/02/2024). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
I’d had every intention of hopping on the old New Year’s Resolution Fitness Challenge. I’d even signed up for a morning biker’s meetup, unaware that Harleys were the usual ride. Still, they were nice about it, once they stopped laughing. Continue reading
Another Saturday Night
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: GAME. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories
The Two sit across from one another, their gaze held by the flame of a single candle, burning steady and still in the cut-glass candlestick; their relationship had been nothing like, for the past three months. Continue reading
First and Lost
ForJusJoJan24, on Jan 28, 2024, prompt = CONGREGATE (My observation: WTF did this come from?!)
A thin wind blew through the break in the old growth of Whittler’s Forest, a steady sussurus to accompany the rustling of dark wool cloaks and hoods, and the occasional clip of leather boot against loose stone. None dare speak aloud as they wait. Even a muffled cough – for this had been a wet winter and many suffered the wicked catarrh that had carried off so many of their loved ones – was glared at. Continue reading
Indie Folk Mayhem
© Ayr/Gray
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (01/19/2024). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
They played the Farmer’s Market every chance they got. The large Metropolitan area and suburbs had literally hundreds of sites. Being in the Midwest, word did not get around as much as you might’ve expected. Of course, rural areas in the greater part of the state had their own markets, but times were tough. The band had to weigh transportation costs with expected earnings. Gigs paid next to nothing, and people weren’t tipping as much as they used to. Continue reading
Student Memories
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: KICK. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories
Felix watched his mistress from the warmth and safety of the window, as snow blew off in dense clouds and clumps, off the three story apartment’s roof and twirling in the pre-dawn sky. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 