Tag: Short Story
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Knight’s Armour
“So, tellest me sire, why hast thine armour rusted?” “The rain, o wise one. The rain, and the walk you sent me on to retrieve the amulet of Lah.” “Didst thou not think to remove thine armour in the rain?” “I did not.” “No need to bow, sire, thoust will surely never straighten again. Continue,…
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Car then canapés
The weather had been amazing. Glorious blue skies, bright sunshine, and the gentlest of breezes. Afternoon tea and scones had, as usual, gone down remarkably well, with everyone commenting on how fresh the strawberries had been. Lady Salinger-Wallis, the Ladies Katherine and Alexandria Thrift and Lady Flora Shaughnessy-Vawes had retired to the East Lawn for…
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Splashdown
“Don’t worry, ma’am… everything’s under control!” Lady Salinger-Wallis screamed ~ in between fits of uproarious laughter ~ as Edward, her chauffer, tried his very best to bring the hot air balloon back under his control. Somehow they’d managed to avoid the overhead electricity cables and the pylons they were attached to, and they were now…
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True Wolf
Through pathways darkened after the setting of the Sun, they carefully padded along. Always safe within their lairs, the outside always brought with it a risk. Would they be seen? Would they be hunted? They themselves were hunters. They much preferred this than being hunted. They stayed in packs, until the time of the hunt…
The Mansionic Perspective 