Tag: Short Story
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The Saloon
Nutmeg Dolnoon slid the tankard of ale along the bar and into the thirsty clutches of Jake ‘Cesspit Yellowbelly’ Jones, as she began, and promptly stopped, serving Herbert Hatherthwaite with his spicy sarsaparilla; Maverick Mannering played wildly on the honky-tonk piano as Violet Dolnoon tried to sing and cancan along, in an attempt to diffuse…
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Unicorn Challenge: The Harbour
The clouds gathered above, but there was still enough blue sky visible so as not to dampen anyone’s spirits. The bright red Titanica Titanaceae in full bloom atop the surrounding cliffs provided their usual purple hue when seen against the sapphire backdrop as the sky disappeared below the heightened horizon. The residents of the row…
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Above The Pack
Salnaal rode her winged steed, Shayde, with the same confidence and determination she approached everything else; confidence and determination that had increased steadily over her twenty-four years of active service. Her gleaming blonde-white hair flowing in stark contrast to Shayde’s night-black mane, they rode and flew around the grunts, cries, and howls of the carousel…
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The Unicorn Challenge: Sandbags at Dawn
Beryl draped the second sandbag over the first, over the sign’s stand. Berylette, the imp perched on her right shoulder, whispered they’re peeling, the letters, peel them more, rearrange the letters, extend the tour. On her left shoulder, Berylene threw her halo around the back of Beryl’s head, which caught on one of Berylette’s horns…
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Out of Time
The longboat moored flush against the river bank, and tied securely in place by two thick ropes to a couple of large oak trees, Ert had to now catch up with the rest of the crew who’d wasted no time in disembarking. They’d headed upstream toward the tiny hamlet Modlinium, a fortified Roman village that…
The Mansionic Perspective 