Mumu’s cottage was a house of wonder, open to all who cared to enter. Little Yu Yang loved it best. She would sit looking at the artifacts collected over Mumu’s long long lifetime. Yu Yang loved the stories Mumu would tell. Continue reading “Long Ago Along the Silk Road”
Why are you smiling?
on a dark cloudy day
when the sun is not shining
and there’s nowhere to play
Why are you smiling
a joke I couldn’t hear
or is it because you
know how I care
When I smile back
I see the whole world
in your eyes
word count 50
For 50 word Thursday brought to us this week by Teresa at thehauntedwordsmith
The inspirational words: “Why are you smiling?” River Dixon, Beyond the Field
Til next time ~Keep Smiling ~JPP
For 50 Word Thursday brought to us this week by talesfromthemindofkristian.
Flash fiction in increments of 50 words, inspired by photo and words:
“How could anyone be tired of London?” – Bizarre London by David Long
A Lady’s Jewelry
How could anyone grow tired of London? Tonight’s symphony was an epic event, attended by diplomats and royalty. The mission was simple, kill Governor Tuck … quietly. Continue reading “A Lady’s Jewelry”
For 50 Word Thursday – hosted this week by Teresa at thehauntedwordsmith
**Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
**Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments.
**Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
“You’d better hurry, they’re about to start.” Jane beckoned Charlize toward the spot at the end of the track. “They’re just about to hit the water run.” Continue reading “Grindylow Below”
A Very Odd Mark
The rigid formality of the place suffocated her. It was too much like the stark formal walls of the asylum. An exceedingly odd place to find a mark but Solanj didn’t question. She waited behind one of the massive stone columns unwinding her bracelet. Continue reading “A Very Odd Mark”
There was no way across the yard except the clothesline. Froggie shimmied up the pole and carefully grasping the line, inch by inch he crept. Stealthily he made his way across.
Until suddenly, wham, he bumped his head. “Hey! What are you doing here?” Frog asked the Plushie Panther who was crossing the same line, heading in the opposite direction. “Move out of my way!” Froggie yelled. Continue reading “Inch by Inch – A Plushie Tale”
They traveled in comfortable companionship, talking about their daily lives. The trip had been a welcome break from their scientific work. They sat on the bench and watched the sea; and waited. Continue reading “Final Judgment”