enchantment

Watcher Doings 19

/ Liz H-H / 14 Comments
juicy tangerine wedges

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

“The easiest thing,” said Ferah, sighing, “would be for the group of us, once everyone has arrived, to transform into our most powerful forms, whatever we individually sense what that right form is for the situation we have before us: an enraged, power-hungry Montay, my older brother who apparently wants to kill me and take over the fae world, starting with the gnomes.

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Perfect Spelling Be

/ Liz H-H / 18 Comments
Black cat reading a magic book

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

If at first you don’t succeed
Play a tune upon the reed.
Add an extra dash or two
Of lemon pepper, mountain dew.
If that didn’t work the way you wished
Dump it out and then…go fish.

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Hobbies

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Seaside bay, sun breaking through a cloudy sky, waves through wind

© Ayr/Gray

Justin sniffed the icy air, noting a trace of seaweed amongst the familiar salt. A stiff breeze from the north was clearing out the clouds. With it, the temperatures dropped. Huddling deeper into his duffle coat, he wished he’d worn a hat. But Clara loved to run her fingers though his dark curls, and laughing, call him “Pony Boy.” Better to face a little chill as they hiked the pebbled shore, away from the hotel and toward her childhood cottage; he knew so little about her, but was almost sure she was The One.     Continue reading →

A Moment

/ Liz H-H / 21 Comments

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

They’d hiked up the lower reaches of the hillside, beyond the altitude where trees turn to shrub, where a glacial waterfall tumbled through the Saga Sister caverns and down to the ailing peoples of Walden’s Hold by the sea.          Continue reading →