Tag: Short Story
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High Noon at Dolnoon’s Saloon
The tumbleweed was the only thing moving along the dusty high street, baked by the blazing hot sun hovering directly overhead. The townsfolk were either in their homes barricading their windows, or in the saloon. Most, though, were in the saloon. Herbert Hatherthwaite sat on his usual stool at the corner of the bar, looking…
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A Long Long Time Ago Just Before Dawn
“Husband, you are beneath the stars again,” Queen Ellimayee held her palms upright beside her shoulders, just as she noticed King Rabletop III staring blankly into the space in front of him, “what in the name of the Gods Before The Nile are you doing?” “Shush, wife,” Rabletop commanded in a whisper, “I am awaiting…
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The Name’s Nutmeg
Nutmeg Dolnoon was alone in the saloon; the day had been hot, the hours, long. She leant against the bar as she noticed the tall shadowy figure standing just inside the double doors. She reached inside her pocket, finding her small pistol missing. Sensing everything to be at stake, she gained leverage from the bar…
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The Unicorn Challenge: Mystical Marjory Tour
‘Do you know, Ognar,’ Myrtle gazed dreamily out of the living room window, ‘I was just about to say we should take ourselves off on holiday again… and then I stopped myself.’ ‘Why’s that then, my delicious pomegranate?’ Ognar put down his newspaper. ‘I’ve just remembered our Marjory’s last trip. She’d gone to somewhere Frenchy,…
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May the Fourth
Posted for Six Sentence Stories where Denise’s prompt word for this week is Market. I’m so far from home it’s untrue… I could be galaxies away for all I know… that’ll teach me for buying a cheap ticket from that dodgy Deadstar Travel Agent in Han’s Market. ‘Only one kidobe,’ the woman with the plaited…
The Mansionic Perspective 