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Watcher Doings 18

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Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=TAG. Read, write and come back for more on SIX SENTENCE STORIES.   (Link goes active Wed night).

The plan was simple, too simple for Rockmouse’s taste; who has a naming day at 173 years, even though shapechangers are reputed to be the more long-lived of the fae?

“As long as Jimann doesn’t show up—we hear that Montay put him in charge of the Council of Peacekeepers since he left to track you down—we should have this covered,” said Ferah, and leaning back in her chair, shook out her shoulders with something that sounded very much like bird of prey wings opening for the sky.

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FlashNano Day 21: “We are longing…”

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A contemplative piece, part true, part fantasy, from the place where dreams slumber? Day 21 of a flash a day in the month of November. Inspiring prompts generously offered by Nancy Stohlman.

We Are Longing

The city street is deserted, trolleys on the next block down stopped, their electric hum silent in this liminal moment just before sunrise. A cat strolls liquid over cobblestones and around the edges of the shop doors, slipping away after having surveyed the trash cans and finding nothing to its liking. We sit on our black railed balcony on the third floor and drink in the desires of those who have not yet shaken the dreams from their blankets.

We are early risers and we are longing.

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Watcher Doings 17

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Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=RING. Read, write and come back for more on SIX SENTENCE STORIES.   (Link goes live Wed night).

“So, Elinorth knows about the danger to gnome-kind, sent the three—Redrue, Sangfroid, and Plangeduc—to the Council of Peacekeepers to connect with Ferah, who is also in grave danger from her older brother, Montay, and then…” Rockmouse snapped at Fernlodth, her patience at the breaking point.

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Watcher Doings 16

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Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=FOLD. Read, write and come back for more on SIX SENTENCE STORIES.  (Link goes active Wed night).

Rockmouse schooled her reaction to Ferah’s story, carefully plucking a clementine from the green bowl and waiting in the silence that followed to see if more would be said; she and Fernlodth had heard the tale, but what was the proposal?

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FlashNano 2025: Day 9

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It’s the final year of FlashNano, by Nancy Stohlman, where we write a flash a day in response to a prompt, or just because. This is a quick write, but it was kinda fun. And again, I just happened to have the right image!

Day 9: “Write a story where the ending comes first!”

“I prefer door number 2,” I stated tremulously. After all it had taken to get to this point, I hoped I hadn’t chosen wrong.

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I picked him up outside the Morningside apartments at 9 am. He stood leaning against the rusted black iron banister, arms crossed in front of him as he bent to take a final drag off his cigarette, before tossing it on the sidewalk. Tipping his head back once to indicate what? Greeting? Acknowledgement that I was there? Irritation that we were sharing the same air? Attraction?

He liked it that way. I suspected that I did too.

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