All were in their necessary places: Eloise and Bethany watched from behind the tunnel gate leading to the stairs that would bring them all up to the mansion’s basement level; Andrew knelt on the muddy path, holding the brass plaque gingerly from underneath, one hand burnt from his earlier partial read of the engraved message that had gotten him there in the first place; spectral Joseph, his eyes intent on the soft, young faces of Chucky and Ducks, laid his long fingers and palms along two contiguous edges, fully aware of his role in the current situation. Continue reading
“I don’t understand what you want from me.” Trevor was mystified. Heather was leaving him. Again. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in 6 sentences, no more & no less, and if you’d like, share your creation or just visit and comment on others’ ideas, with GirlieOnTheEdge, Denise. The prompt is “Marvel”, and here’s where you join the party: Six Sentence Stories
Most superheroes start out simply.
A being of humble origin but fatally flawed,
is robbed of a birthright,
ejected from a home planet,
or altered by science gone wrong. Continue reading
Mavis counted on it: No decision, no responsibility.
Mavis lifted a brow. “Do we let ‘em in the boat?” Continue reading