Watcher Doings 19

12/03/2025 / Liz H-H / 14 Comments

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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Watcher Doings 18

11/25/202512/09/2025 / Liz H-H / 13 Comments

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

The plan was simple, too simple for Rockmouse’s taste; who has a naming day at 173 years, even though shapechangers are reputed to be the more long-lived of the fae?

“As long as Jimann doesn’t show up—we hear that Montay put him in charge of the Council of Peacekeepers since he left to track you down—we should have this covered,” said Ferah, and leaning back in her chair, shook out her shoulders with something that sounded very much like bird of prey wings opening for the sky.

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Watcher Doings 17

11/18/202511/19/2025 / Liz H-H / 14 Comments

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

“So, Elinorth knows about the danger to gnome-kind, sent the three—Redrue, Sangfroid, and Plangeduc—to the Council of Peacekeepers to connect with Ferah, who is also in grave danger from her older brother, Montay, and then…” Rockmouse snapped at Fernlodth, her patience at the breaking point.

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Time 6

09/05/202409/05/2024 / Liz H-H / 8 Comments

i wandered the woods
seeking next steps
And instead found solace

Cold Feet, Green Thumb

01/10/2024 / Liz H-H / 22 Comments

The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences, from Denise’s one word prompt: STOCK. Visit, comment, write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories.

She leaned on her shovel and surveilled her tiny backyard plot, noting the shady spots that, come Summer, would be created by the neighbors’ overgrown deciduous trees. Continue reading →

Fly In the Ointment

12/20/202312/20/2023 / Liz H-H / 13 Comments

Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s prompt: CHALLENGE. Visit, comment, and write & post your own on Six Sentence Stories

There was a stack and a gathering of doodads and curlicues, large boxes and small, unassembled whatnots, tubes of crackling rolled brightness, piles of ribbon that had been carefully constructed in some far away, foreign factory, as well as the tight rolls of plastic-ey sticky stuff designed to hold the holiday-everything together. Continue reading →

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