3 sentence poem: Pancakes

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Fresh free-range eggs, spring yellow yolks stark against the sieved flour, whisked with a pinch of salt.
Hot oil sizzling in the pan, crackling in delight as the smooth creamy mixture is added.
Delicious pancakes served onto warmed plates awaiting any number of toppings to be added as desired.

 

3 sentence fic: Unusual Employment

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Alex did not date corporate types, tending to prefer the quirkier personalities of second-hand bookstore owners, llama farmers, chocolate tasters, hippotherapists, and teddy bear technicians.

This latest one though had, over a second whisky, said “demonologist” which at first sounded like dermatologist but no, he insisted, demonologist. That wasn’t really a thing, was it?

 

(Hippotherapist: Hippotherapists are also called therapeutic riding instructors and equine therapists. Hippotherapy is the practice of riding horses as a form of therapy for children and adults who experience disabilities. https://www.trade-schools.net/articles/unique-careers.asp)

 

3 sentence fic: April Showers

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She wakes to the sound of rain against the windows. Outside the flowering primroses and the late blooming narcissi will be grateful for the rain, as will be the tulips tucked safe inside their buds and the freshly sown leek and calendula seeds slumbering just below the surface of the rich compost. It’s early and so she snuggles back beneath the covers, warm and safe, soothed by the gentle pitter-patter of the vital spring shower.

 

3 x 3 sentence fics

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3 x 3 sentence fics for prompts at a 3 sentence ficathon.

Redemption

“Why didn’t you kill me when you had the chance?”

Bound in chains at the tyrant’s feet, the knight said, “I wanted to give you a chance to surrender, because I believe in redemption.”

The tyrant raised an eyebrow, and his sword, and said, “Well, sadly for you, I don’t.”

Gift

He leaned back, contented from the birthday feast, eyes tired and heavy, but she shook her head, saying, “I haven’t given you your present yet.”

She began to unlace her gown, then paused and asked, “Would you care to unwrap it yourself?”

All thoughts of sleep fled with a grin as he moved to accept his gift.

Beware

If you go into the forest, beware my child, for there are predators who may look pretty and speak gentle words but are deadly.

Stay off the paths and in the shadows and trust no human. Beware especially the ones who dress in red for they carry knives and kill wolves without hesitation.

Thanks for reading!
Note: these are edited from previous versions posted to my personal journal

Fic: Do You Believe in Magic

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A 3 sentence fic for the prompt “A witch receives a familiar who doesn’t believe in magic.”

“I don’t believe in magic,” Tabitha said, tail swishing idly from side to side.

“You’re a talking cat for crying out loud,” Amber pointed out.

Tabitha blinked her orange eyes and said lazily, “I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”