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The challenge? Write a story in 6 sentences, no more & no less, and if you’d like, share your creation or just visit and comment on others’ ideas, with GirlieOnTheEdge, Denise. The prompt is “MESS”, and here’s where you join the party: Six Sentence Stories 

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Jill glanced down into the buckets beside her, frowning at their contents; a checkered tablecloth and corkscrew in one, and in the other, a brass thimble shaped like an acorn and large enough to fit over her thumb sitting in the palm of a worn baseball mitt were not what she’d expected. But then, neither was falling through a stained-glass portal in a haunted tower and into a world of rolling green hills, large, red-eyed rabbits, and a distant castle.  Continue reading

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Hand-Holding-Carrots

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They stepped through the stained glass window, of course! He was awfully cute, and his weird ideas always led them to amazing adventures. What chance that this portal to another world might lead them into trouble this time? Continue reading

The Hundred Acre Wood Goes Dark

Bunch of carrots

Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons

Family, friends and relations were spread all about the warren’s floor, bellies pooched upwards, at the insistence of their innards. The holiday feast, so successful, meant that nobody had energy enough to grab the remote and turn on the football game. “Oh my!” they all sighed. Continue reading

A Wild Hare: Post-pandemica

This week’s prompt from Carrot Ranch was to write a microfiction off the prompt “A rabbit on the roof.” Challenge accepted. Hope you all enjoy and empathize!

Wild Hare (Merrie Melodies. 07/27/1940)

Creds to Wild Hare (Merrie Melodies. 07/27/1940)

A Wild Hare: Post-pandemica

I looked in the mirror, unsure. Six months quarantine, but now it’s safe to go out. I stepped out back, hesitating to shake free the sheet full of recently cut hair. Could this be used? Continue reading

Plans for Supper

Kittelson troll boy with a cauldronThe four children huddled in the corner of the rabbit hutch. Cock-sure that the trolls would be sleeping off their hangover, they’d broken into the cellar for a bit of potato…maybe some ham! They’d not counted on LilleMjol catching them.

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