spell

Spelling Lesson Number 1

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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 “METER”, and here’s where you join the party: Six Sentence Stories 

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“Maybe you oughtta check the meter, instead o’ just eyeballin’ tha thing?”

The answer to that was a raised eyebrow and a sharp chin notched upward…a bit of the hairy eyeball.

“I mean, the Grandmaster Grimoire says you have ta get the right combo, tha right timing, in tha right amount, or there’s gonna be major troubles, for sure.” Continue reading →

Who Wrote the Book of Love, Again?

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The book lay before him, splayed open and heavy, the archaic lettering spidery and so faded in places, the necessary ingredients for the desperately desired results were difficult to read and translate in the tallow candle’s light. Up above him the shadowed shelf contained what he hoped was the correct final ingredient; if he’d read the spell book correctly, the results would be abiding love, but if he had not, the potion would deliver never-ending death. Continue reading →

Nora’s Mistake

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Nora crouched at the edge of Fischer’s Gorge and pulled a braid of human hair from inside her jacket. Each strand in this braid had been woven together from the remainders of uncounted childhood games, battles fought and forgiven, and secrets shared among four friends, over nearly two decades. She pressed it to her face and breathed in their memories, then began the unraveling. Continue reading →