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And Only I Am Left To Tell the Tale

/ Liz H-H / 24 Comments
Red Phone booth overlooking a lush country village with a marina and a few boats, mountains and blue sky in the background.

© Ayr/Gray

From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge(11/10/23). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!

In the days of yore, a peaceful village nestled in the arms of a twinkling ocean inlet and rolling flat fields, graced with beautiful and unique birds. For years, the village was content with its few sailing boats, small school, single church, and a millenary that made the finest hats. Each hat was graced with an iridescent tail feather from those birds, who monthly shed just one tail feather, enough to suit the vanity of the townsfolk. Continue reading →

Town Hall Meeting

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Woman, early 50's, in a pillbox hat, intense eyes

She perched, edge and center, on the metal folding chair, ankles crossed and angled toes barely touching the floor, her SoftRose painted lips pursed, her eyebrows raised even higher above their normally penciled boundaries, a single vertical line deepening between those brows, but slightly favoring the left, while two small circles of color heated each cheek, as if they’d been purposefully applied with a sable brush.  Continue reading →

Dilemma

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green lightningShe stared in the mirror, one hand holding the ends of her hair, the other running a brush as gently as possible over its knotted curls; sparks crackled green and sharp, and she didn’t want to burn down the apartment complex. Continue reading →

Bright Future

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Man with an incredibly wide mustacheThe task is to write a story in 6 sentences, no more no less, and if you’d like, share your creation or just visit and comment, with GirlieOnTheEdge, Diana. The prompt is ‘’Wax”, and here’s where you join the party: 

https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2020/11/18/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-134/  

He was proud of his quarantine ‘stache; his teeth shone handsomely behind the luxuriant brush of hair.

Like many of his old-school buddies, he’d watched with great amusement as hair went long, then short, then business up front and party in the back, then shaved and polished, Continue reading →