Tag: Writing
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Pickanickl’s Quest (11)
The previous part “Locke,” whispered Pickanickl hoping she wouldn’t be heard by Ynayna who was somewhere ahead in the dark cave, “I’m here to save your son, Caldane, please grant me the time to do so.” A flaming torch came into view through the pillars ahead of her, and Pickanickl hastily, but stealthily, moved around…
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Confetti
“Now look distant, as though you have something on your mind… an old memory that has resurfaced… or even a long-lost love… a soul mate… yes… that’s it… perfect!” The photographer clicked away with his camera; Edith sat in her chair, the painted backdrop behind giving a good impression they were outside instead of in…
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A Hint of Paradise
Land ahoy! With pastures green ‘Twixt forests’ subdued twilights Surrounded by golden sands And gentle lapping waves Land ahoy! On the horizon There; fading into the sky’s orange glow Hovering, just ahead Land ahoy! Alas, a mirage… ‘Though still a hint of paradise
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‘How hard can running a Bistro actually be?’ – Kitchen Magick
I pop my head through the doors to the bar, catching the last of Nick (the Gatekeeper)’s words “…how hard can it be…?” which, oddly, was my last thought as I looked at the instructions and ingredients for the quality food that is usually produced at the Six Sentence Café & Bistro. Ford was playing…
The Mansionic Perspective 