Watcher Doings 3

/ Liz H-H / 21 Comments
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The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: FLAT. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. (Link goes active on Wed night)  The Café is open. Come as you are!

Wreaths of coffee aroma played about her smile, tightening the contour of curls that framed the family countenance passed down from generation to generation.

No matter what continent that family resemblance landed on, the inherited ability to see and draw the uncanny followed, in midnight blue eyes, high cheekbones and a heart-shaped face, teeth a little too sharp for most humans’ comfort.

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Watcher Doings 2

/ Liz H-H / 11 Comments
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The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: GESTURE. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES.  The Café is open. Come as you are!

He jumped at the slap of the screen door, so sharp against the morning’s murmurings, and dropped his fae knife between the stems of thick ferns sheltering his now-habitual observation point.

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So Long, Farewell

/ Liz H-H / 15 Comments
© Ayr/Gray

Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, THE UNICORN CHALLENGE.  (07/18/2025). No more than 250 words in length.

The room is cool, a soothing respite from the blistering heat outside its door. Her bare feet shuffle across the smooth wood floor. She reviews each object of art: bucolic landscapes, highland towers, night streets, dawning oceans. Paintings stop in interesting places, to continue with other voices, other rooms. Perhaps a novel, or love-lost poem?

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Watcher Doings

/ Liz H-H / 20 Comments
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The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: TRIM. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on SIX SENTENCE STORIES.  The Café is open. Come as you are!

It wasn’t often that he sat still long enough to observe anyone of their kind, but she held a certain fascination; usually the best course of action was to keep to the shadows and skedaddle if they crept too close.

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