Tag: Short Story
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Mission to Middlehaven: 1
Report filed by Crimson Songbird, Duty Monitor The task force sent confirmation that they had reached Middlehaven Isle just before 12 noon. Psychic Sue, Invisible Charlie, Lycralad and Firetop were specifically requested to go on this mission, due to their individual abilities, by The Witches Three. The Witches Three, who use the modern names of…
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Red
Flowing red hair, vibrant red lips and a slinky silky red dress did nothing to conceal the dark red stain evidently (and perhaps elegantly…) dripped down her front. Red always had trouble with the red wine. Opening, mind, not drinking. Drinking, she did with ease.
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To Wit Twit Towoo (2)
The owl flew swiftly into the window. After last time, it realised the barn door wasn’t open, but didn’t think any further.
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The Crone
She looked on in disbelief. “How dare they!” she snarled. “How dare they use MY word in such a way. It is my word, my word alone, yet they all use it however they want, whenever they want, without thought. I own it. I created it.” She hissed. She’d spurt venom, if she could. She…
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To Wit Twit Twoops
The owl flew swiftly into the barn. It should really have realised the door wasn’t open.
The Mansionic Perspective 