Category Archives: Mostly Micro

CCC265: Switched By The Blue Witch

How was Eric to know that beyond that fence was the blue witch’s domain? Never again would he ramp through that glade with his wife and young son. Cast into blue beasts, that’s a strong fine for the crime of … Continue reading

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CCC262: Anne and Martin of Sorrel Farm

Anne turned her car into the lane, to see Sorrell Farm growing larger, advancing towards her. She sighed and smiled. Her every teen summer spent here, with her grandma. Sad the day her grandma died. But the farm stayed in … Continue reading

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A Big Guy With An Axe

Describe… Well, he was kinda tall and kinda wide. A big guy. Ascribe… I’d say he was possibly a Viking. Could be I think that cos of his axe. Subscribe… No, I don’t subscribe to the theory all Vikings were … Continue reading

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CCC261: Alf the Traumatised Tree

As a youngster, no more than maybe twenty years old, Alf heard the local children discussing the meaning of his name. Alf. He didn’t stop to consider how they knew his name, but immediately reacted. Alien. Life. Form. But he … Continue reading

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CCC260: Killer Gran

Harry didn’t believe all that talk of a killer stalking the woods and didn’t want to stay home, nice and safe, while his grandma was out at the shops. He snuck out the back door and ran like crazy to … Continue reading

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They Called Her Didz

Her family called her Didz, and only her family knew why. She had strange memories, memories that didn’t tally with anyone else. She’d say, You remember that time when… And her family would sadly shake their heads. Folks thought her a … Continue reading

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CCC259: The Treasure Hunt

Are you sure this is the place? What does the poem say? ‘Beside a river yawning.’ And? This is the River Yare. Yare, yawn, close. I suppose. ‘Beneath a cover dawning.’ What’s that supposed to mean? Open to the sky? … Continue reading

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The Eagle and the Crow

“That’s it, I’ve had enough,” said the crow. “But you’ve barely begun,” the eagle screeched. “How many fields have you stripped?” “I’ve stripped my share. I’m not as young as I seem.” “You’re not old. Were you here before those … Continue reading

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CCC257: The Tides of Time

When Eadgyth returned from her pilgrimage to Jerusalem one memory of that land stood out the loudest. The huge, stone-built castles. She tried to describe them to her brother and sisters. But they had never seen and couldn’t envision them. … Continue reading

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CCC255: All’s Fair

But Gerald, I don’t understand what’s wrong with the new garden seating. Just…just…just LOOK at them! I thought you’d like them. You’ve always said how much your enjoy the fairground rides.

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