Heart of a Village

06/08/2025 / Liz H-H / 7 Comments

Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, THE UNICORN CHALLENGE. (06/06/2025). No more than 250 words in length.

There is no clear memory of when the red chair first appeared. What was clear is that it’d been there for generations, even before the bustling village of Freiborgen was founded. Too tall for a human to mount without ropes, those who did manage the climb didn’t sit for long. They felt uncomfortable on both a physical and psychological level.

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From the Archives

01/09/2025 / Liz H-H / Leave a comment

A Place Where Stories Begin

Feeding the Machine

01/08/2025 / Liz H-H / 23 Comments

Leaning back, she throws off her reading glasses and rubs her eyes, despairing. The screen before her glows, cursor a blinking heartbeat, a sludgy chuckle over words just written and publicly posted. Continue reading →

Update & Gratitude

10/14/2024 / Liz H-H / Leave a comment

Shenanigans

Party of Unusual Proportion

06/08/2024 / Liz H-H / 24 Comments

A sprawling National Gallery building sits under a cloudy sky promising rain, while sparse groups of people sit on a wall outside the building, and one person strides away.

“Well, that was a trial and a half,” muttered Louisa as she stalked away from the National Gallery of Lead Glass Bottles and Rodents of Unusual Sizes. Continue reading →

Mash Undenied

04/08/202404/08/2024 / Liz H-H / 11 Comments

Crumbling tomb door decorated with crumbling statuary

From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (04/05/2024). No more than 250 words in length.

“The band will never be the same without Roger,” moaned Cambria from her perch on the front stoop.

“We’ve been playing the same music for eons,” snapped Claudia from her always-center place. “Largely because of Roger’s abhorrence of rock music. I keep telling you! This is where the industry’s at, Babies.” Continue reading →

Song of the Sea

03/24/202403/25/2024 / Liz H-H / 25 Comments

From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (03/24/2024). No more than 250 words in length.

“So many to choose from,” Douglass breathed, mouthpiece in one hand, carefully considering his next step. He’d waited under the dock, saving the oxygen in his scuba tank. The docks ceased their sway and rattle as the heavy footfalls of captains and crew stumbled up to the clubhouse for an exclusive marina fundraiser. They’d strung lights on boom, mast, and stays, sure that the sea gods wouldn’t rain on their parade. Continue reading →