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Little Red Tatterhood

/ Liz H-H / 15 Comments
Empty city street, except for a tree growing up in the middle of a wide red brick sidewalk. Tree has a dark vertical split near its basem with two bright red Amanita Muscaria mushrooms on either side of the split.

© 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 →

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 →