Join us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=FOLD. Read, write and come back for more on SIX SENTENCE STORIES. (Link goes active Wed night).
Rockmouse schooled her reaction to Ferah’s story, carefully plucking a clementine from the green bowl and waiting in the silence that followed to see if more would be said; she and Fernlodth had heard the tale, but what was the proposal?
Continue readingJoin us for a weekly blog party in Six Sentence Stories, hosted by Denise and attended by some mighty fine, fun folk. Prompt word=TRICK. Read, write and come back for more on SIX SENTENCE STORIES.
As Ferah stood behind the banquet sideboard handing out treats and holiday hootch on Samhain, she pondered the dramatic change in her brother’s attitude toward other fae outside their family group, and his increasing hostility toward her since she became a full member of the Council of Peacekeepers: what trick was this that broke and turned us from childhood best mates to this sadness?
Continue readingWelcome to the Six Sentence Story weekly blog hop, where we share stories, poetry, SOC, based on a single prompt word. This week’s prompt = TEAR. Swing on by this multi-national crowd to read, or share your own, party going active Wed-Sat night. https://fresh.inlinkz.com/party/0b455c269e32418e93ca0e833e803417
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“Well now , that’s two of us loose in the wind,” growled Elinorth, gnawing her lower lip and fretting at her longest and most favorite chin hair.
“Both Frenlodth and Rockmouse gone missing with no check-ins means we need our best and oldest tracker,” and glaring at the gathering of gnomes rather than show her tears, added “Any volunteers?”
Continue readingThe challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: STAKE. 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!
That bare spot in the woods is full tonight, a full moon illuminating the smoky, fragrant vapors from the many wee pipes gathered around for the Brotherhood meeting; they all had concerns about their brother Fernlodth.
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Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, THE UNICORN CHALLENGE. 03/28/25). No more than 250 words in length. [For those interested, a background flash, part of the Lula stories, is found here: https://valleyofthetrolls.blog/2024/10/02/mark-of-the-mountain-lion/ ]
Like most of the girls that found their way to Lula’s Saloon, Tucker found a way to fit in, using her own special gifts and learning other invaluable skills. All accepted Lula’s rules of community, or moved on.
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© Ayr/Gray
Perhaps Rose could have been more wary on her weekly walk to Granny’s apartment, but she knew the way and felt confident in her red cape and hood. How could she go wrong? It had plenty of pockets! And she had her wooden spoon to fend off any attackers. Continue reading
Suzette knocked cautiously on the closed door of Henry’s laboratory over the garage, which before had been her own writer’s space, calling cheerily, “Dr. Jekyl, where are you Hyding?” Continue reading
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