Tag Archives: Shorts

CCC53: Bobby’s Boat

Bobby said it was his boat. And I believed him. Never thought he might be stealing as he held the mooring rope while I clambered in. He manoeuvred us away from the bank, he pulled the cord that started the … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: Chief Kai’s Canoe

Huge, the tree Makonaima made that night; every kind of fruit it bore. Evil, the son who chopped it down. Great, the gush of water that issued from that stump. Immeasurable, the work of Makonaima to gather up the animals, … Continue reading

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Man, he’s crazy

I saw him paddling a surfboard along the Thames. Why? I asked. Surf’s up, man, he said. Yea, down in the Cornish bays. I saw him atop Clifton Bridge attached to a rope. Why? I asked. Bungee jumping, he said. … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: Seth Boyden, Inventor

“And a good God’s Day to you, Nathaniel. And may I say that’s a natty pair of shoes on your feet. Imported are they, from the Old Country?” “They are not! I bought them here in Newark. That watchmaker chap, … Continue reading

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Wind-wafted Veils

The lights shimmered, wind-wafted veils of delicate hues, green and blue, yellow and red, that poured through the star-guarded hole. Aurora strained to hear their song. Her home. 28 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

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What Pegman Saw: The Lie

Twenty years he held to that lie. Twenty years and not a slip in his words. Until his dear “friend” died. Told me he was going to Washington to see his mother, who was ailing. In truth, he went shark … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: My Horsehead Fiddle

Sükhe regarded the dead body of his once-perfect white horse… and wailed louder than the wind that tore o’er the land. The hand of his neighbour’s lord was in that. All that day, Sükhe wept, his father despairing he’d ever … Continue reading

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The Mallet and the Egg

It is imperative we reduce CO2 levels from its present level of 400 ppm, to 150 ppm. You’re sure you heard that right, Buster? Only at 150 ppm all plant life dies. Yeah, sure. That’s the only way to solve … Continue reading

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What Pegman Saw: Wishy’s Treasure

Mist-veiled, Wishy sat on the rock and sobbed. Look what they’re doing! Robbing her of her sacred gifts. Who are these men anyway, grubbing around in her lake now the water level’s down? Didn’t they know the curses they brought … Continue reading

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CCC#45: FLAW

Davey, did you bring that map? Sure did, Jace. Why? Did you check it out before you suggested the shortcut? Um… You didn’t, did you? Why, what’s the prob? That, over there, that’s the prob. Is that the *isolated-back-of-beyond* Berny … Continue reading

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