Lillian nearly completed her circuit around the tiny shop when a shiny moka pot with a discount sticker caught her eye. Oddly, it reminded her of a similar, hazy construct from her dream the night before. At least… maybe it had been a dream? The image in her mind's eye felt mysteriously important, like the… Continue reading A sealed memory
Photo credit: Soap&Skin Sighing, Conley descended the exotic staircase to verify the prodigious piano instructor's frantic account. Lucille made her apathy towards the drudgery of her lessons known at every opportunity… and wasn't above climbing atop her instrument in a burst of defiance. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday… Continue reading A burst of defiance
Professor Roonwardl was kind and boyishly handsome but much too loquacious for his own good, smirked Elspeth to herself. Having gotten the answer she'd wanted, the young wizard separated herself from the flock of girls surrounding their new instructor and hurried toward the library. According to Roonwardl's description, the Book of Two was, as she'd… Continue reading Unsealed by candlelight
d’Verse prosery My plush, I'm told, is beautiful; and I suppose I'm glad it seems so… certainly for my child's sake. I taught myself the blind stitch specifically to prevent her from seeing the despair that binds these sundry cottony sheets. Everything I do is stitched with its color, but the threads are all cleverly… Continue reading Until she learns to sew
"Oui, I know it's a documentary, MathĂ©o, but why does the dialogue have to be so stodgy? Everything about this script c'est tout simplement horrible... and pour l'amour de Dieu - these visuals are a blur! C'est atroce! "JoĂ«lle, vite! Mon Dieu! Go tell that cameraman to get a take of Mr. Pradeau without those… Continue reading Un ange hypnotique
Smiling toothlessly, the ancient guru stared at Govindaram. "Preposterous, boy? Preposterous?" Standing in the master's hut under his low, wooden roof, the lad felt dubious. He watched the ancient's left hand plop an ivory needle into the bowl and let it sink. Finally, curious, he peered into the vessel. Startled, Govindaram stared at the moon… Continue reading The cloudy ripples
The private eye nodded knowingly. "Yep, Mildred's a real experienced broad, pal. Real, real sharp. Always ahead of whatever's new in the game. Back when all the rest of the girls were getting into a tizzy about the advent of instant messaging services, she saw their potential clear as day… She's always understood the fundamentals…… Continue reading A real experienced broad
Her Yuletide celebration was nearly turning into more of a fiasco than Jill had feared; the acrimony between the Johnson and Cohen families weighed down over the room like a wet blanket. Still, she kept on smiling and chatting, determined to carry on, until she overheard a snide remark about her grandmother's silver Chanukah menorah.… Continue reading A snide remark
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