Fantasy – Page 39 – Mist Glen Moon

There is nothing as tempting as a locked door

Chances

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. I glowered at Tasn. “No.” “You know there is nothing as tempting as…

I had been watching them quarrel through the window

Banshees

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. Rubbing my forehead, I sighed. I had been watching them quarrel through the…

Radiance

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. Regarding the entrance, Shosha shifted feeling for firm ground. The place had a…

Too Many Chefs

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. He was stunned. Two chunks of cheese in his grated cheese? Sloppy quality…

Her foot slipped and she started to fall

Foolish Pride

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. Foolish in her defiance, she cursed herself as the word slipped out. “Never.”…

Thief

What is WonHundred Word Wednesdays? It’s when a group of amazing authors and I write 100 word stories all based on the same short prompt and post them. All the variations are fun to read. Here is my entry for the week. My head snapped up as a frantic shout rang out above the markets…

Rescued

Silence. Strange since it’d been, what, an hour, maybe two since noise had shattered his decades long solitude. Waiting for his heart to slow, Calder shoved the man off

Served Cold

“Why?” Spittle struck Calder’s brow. “Why? Because it was a freezing night when the natives took up arms.”

“I know. I was there when Yelena died.” His voice broke on her name.

Nameless

Reeling, Calder struggled to move. Blast, that’d been his good stool.

“Stop it.” Despite his head ringing, he heard Sorrell struggling with their attackers. A strike, a grunt, and Calder heard no more from the boy.

Filler

“And that’s when I said ‘Quick, hide behind the sofa.’ You should have seen—”

“What’s a sofa?” Calder shoved a stick into the fire scowling, hoping the man would not answer.

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Chances

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Radiance

Too Many Chefs

Foolish Pride

Thief

Rescued

Served Cold

Nameless

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