A Lady’s Jewelry

50 word thrs 3.29.19

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”

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The Ebony Wisps – A Twittering Tale

TT 3.26.19

The Ebony Wisps had sharp talons and needle-like teeth. They feared only one thing, birds. The children strung open cages between the buildings inviting the birds to come. The birds loved the new homes and twittered merrily away while dive bombing any Wisp that came within reach.

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For Kat’s Twittering Tales

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Weather’s Treacherous Alchemy

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For the Sunday Wordle – I’ll give it a whirl. 😉

Treacherous Alchemy

The mix of salt and pepper skies
which brings the warmth of spring
can make the spirit sing
and the heart swell to life
But cloudy days are chill
with winds that sting and bite
but the pull still strong
of the moon in bright song
peeping through clouds so bashfully
belies weather’s treacherous alchemy

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Inn of the Purple Door – a Crimson Creative Challenge

CCC 3.13.19

For Crimsons Creative Challenge

Inn of the Purple Door

The bottles were lined up in a row. The window faced the full moon and each bottle touched some bit of the metal grid. All was in readiness. Shara entered her circle of salt, lit the candles and settled herself to the ground. She began mixing herbs with her mortar and pestle and chanting her spell. Continue reading “Inn of the Purple Door – a Crimson Creative Challenge”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday Abashed

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For Lindaghill.com’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “abash/a bash/bash.” Use “abash,” or “bash” as a noun or a verb. Bonus points if you manage all three. Have fun!

Much Abashed about a Bash

Helena was much abashed when she arrived at the party wearing the same frock she’d worn just weeks ago. But with the servants gone, what else was she to do? She’d thought to take a bash at dressing herself for the evening gala and felt she’s done fairly well. Her gown was not new, but she’s done her hair up in a fashionable twist with tiny ringlets falling to her shoulders. The hair style was simple with her naturally curly hair and she’d further adorned it with her mother’s silver combs. The double strand of pearls around her neck had also belonged to her mother. Helena fondled them for a moment in quiet contemplation. Oh how could her parents have had the bad taste to be murdered and left her all alone. There was nothing for it, this party was her meal ticket. Many favors were owed her family and she intended to collect. Plus, it was the poshest bash of the season and the food was bound to be good. Helena’s tummy rumbled silently as she stepped across the threshold and presented her invitation.

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Til next time ~Peace  ~JPP