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In dreams parts of the huge banquet held when been accepted into the Academy drifted back to her and she relived them now in a half-awake state. The high hopes of her family, the lies they'd unknowingly

Sleep was interrupted by the deep rumbling of the left engine as it fired up. Sleep was always interrupted by the sound of the left engine coming to life. Or the sound of the right engine, which had its

They'd been working on this lead for weeks. A neighborhood and an address number, but no street name. It had been a long process of narrowing it down. Bob was staked out across the street looking at a

"Just slip the key in his back and crank it 'round to wind him up," said the salesman. As he spoke he performed the action on the quarter-height man on the counter. "For how long?"

He carried the temple carefully in his cupped hands. It was so tiny there was a real chance of crushing it, or at least deforming it, and possibly harming the tiny worshippers within. Fairies was Bob's

Today's prompt got me thinking about how much easier it is to be in opposition to something, rather than going through the work of inventing your own whatever (could be anything from politics to music

"No, no, no!" Alice shouted but it was too late. Her cat had already knocked over the blue and white vase, the one that had belonged to her grandparents, sending it to the ground where it shattered.

Bob jogged in place for a few steps, just enough to get his heart rate up. Thinking about his big presentation this afternoon made him nervous and excited at the same time. He had to work some of this

Ugh. If there's one thing I don't want to think about it's my inbox. So full, everyday, and I don't even get that many emails. Pretty much the only newsletters I'm on are for authors so I can keep up with

Bob had been standing in a corner of the courtyard for some minutes, gazing up at the starry sky. The night was dark and moonless, and here the great hall blocked out the light of two torches that flamed

"You shall keep to your homes until word comes welcoming you out of the town," announced the crier from his high perch on the wagon's seats. A murmur went up among the crowd. This was bad news

"Could this really be it?" thought Alice. "The proof I've been searching for for so long?" She moved closer, past the few tufts of scrubby grass, right up to the line of yellow rocks

As bad as broke is, once reached there's the possibility of future fixing. After all things have to change, or we may as well be dead. Goes with that other nice association: the sun broke over the horizon.

Bob stared at the pill in front of him. He wondered why it was yellow and not pink. Pink would have been nicer. He took it in his hand and jiggled it on his palm before popping it into his mouth and swallowing