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“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
Party of Unusual Proportion
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Mash Undenied
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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
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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
Baba and the Hood
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: DETAIL
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Squinting, she ran a wrinkled hand around its polished brass curves, walking all around the vehicle as she examined all surfaces and admired its fine detailing, inside and out. Continue reading
Modrigal’s Gift
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The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: LINK. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories
He wore many chains about his neck, mostly gold, some mixed and linked to polished stones, some of these gemstones.
The mirror in front of him showed their glint against his naked chest and graying hair, and though his eyes had been brilliant blue in his youth, they’d faded over the years, both of color and of the life force that supplied their vitality. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 