In the damp northern land of Tarrefol, a young man named Lyall worked as a shepherd. Every day, he took his village’s sheep to the hills north of town where they could feed on the green grass. His job was to see that at least as many sheep came home at night asContinue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Lyall Whistle-Lips”
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QUAINTUPLETS: Egbert’s Soul, Pt. 2
“I’ve broken my soul!” wailed Egbert, looking left and right for a door in the wall. “I know it. I’ve broken my soul and I shall never be happy again!” The egg had not, as a matter of fact, broken. On the other side of the wall was the garden of the King. Continue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Egbert’s Soul, Pt. 2”
QUAINTUPLETS: Egbert’s Soul, Part 1
A power of years ago, but not so far from Fairview, there lived a fool named Egbert. Egbert was a good, honest fellow, understand: a man who grew vegetables on his little farm, went to services of a Sunday, and never fought with his neighbors. He was just not so very clever. Everybody knewContinue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Egbert’s Soul, Part 1”
FICTION FRIDAY: Midnight Quandary
On the last day of the year, there was a terrible argument in King Sinson’s War Room. He wanted to bring a couple of his allies from the haunted forest to help in the battle planned for the next day against the nether-elves who had been plotting against the kingdom from their lairs beneathContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Midnight Quandary”
FICTION FRIDAY: No Cellar Door
“Welcome, oh seeker of knowledge, to the serene sanctuary of Madame Silsallabeth, whose eye sees all and whose mind…oh wow!” “Yeah, I’m back.” “Is that Patty?” “The last time I was here I was Lucid Student Patricia.” “The last time you were here you had two ears.” “And tenContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: No Cellar Door”
WEDNESDAY FICTION: In the Details
“So I get three wishes? Say yes or I’ll stick you back in the bottle.” “Yes, my mistress, you are to receive, to the best of my ability, three wishes.” “Good. I had to slaughter the entire Psiclysmian royal family, AND their horses and dogs, for access to the chest where theyContinue reading “WEDNESDAY FICTION: In the Details”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Kerrin and the Thorn Tree
Kerrin lived in the city of Sartain, and she liked it. She would write letters to her relatives who lived in the country, asking why they didn’t move to a nicer place. “Everything in the city is clean and modern,” she wrote. “We have nice, solid rick buildings with none of your thatchedContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Kerrin and the Thorn Tree”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Creston and the Crown, Pt. 2
Stug’s eyes went all round, and nearly rolled down his pale cheeks at the sight of Creston putting the big jeweled hat on. It just sat on top of Creston’s head, being the type of crown that wasn’t designed to come down over the ears. “Hmmmm,” said Creston, “I guess I’ll have toContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Creston and the Crown, Pt. 2”
WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris
“Good afternoon, sir.” “Good afternoon. I came to ask about that book I dropped off. The one with the curse on it? Or that’s what I thought.” “Yes, sir. I was able to work out Abigail Bergoo’s handwriting. And it IS a curse.” “Is it just another one of those cursesContinue reading “WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris”
THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, pt. 2
Drewvia stopped and licked her lips. Then she whispered, “Here, kitty, kitty.” The tiger now stopped and licked its own lips. “Good kitty,” said Drewvia, a little more loudly. “Come on. Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.” The tiger frowned. “Dear little kitty,” said the princess. “I like kitties. I won’tContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: The Big Princess, pt. 2”
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