Category: Fantasy

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Less Lefts

“Left, left… then left again,” she pauses, “you know what… just keep left all the way. You can’t go wrong,” inviting with whimsy.

Stepping inside, he stares at her with a quizzical eye… her smile is so pure.

He can hear her laughing, deep in the thicket, the privet, the jungle of turns, all lefts, all wrongs.

Those last few turns looked awfully familiar.

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Marsh Sirens

The water rambled through rills, gathered in swamps hidden by briars that protected its’ secrets.

Boulders forged by ancient volcanoes and touched by indigenous hands rest quietly beneath the muddy bogs.

He transformed brambles and quagmire to grass and pond, only to reveal latent powers.

Many a man were caught by the Marsh-Siren’s song. Until the stones rose up in threes, silencing her call.

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Awakening

Everything got better when the butterflies took over.
The economy soared, house prices dropped, the national debt floated away on the breeze.
Exterminating the humans was a sad necessity.
There are some left… in protected habitats. They were put to sleep, stored in castles they never dared occupy.
We sometimes wonder what they’re thinking of.
When they wake up, the experiment will be complete.

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