Armed with nothing more than a travel mug filled with coffee, she embarked on a quest for gold with her two daughters and the leprechaun captured inside a homework project.
Tag: flashfiction
Dance Among the Foxglove
Finding foxglove means leaving Fereylind
Cupid’s Arrow
For Valentine's Day, I wanted to write a story about Cupid and his arrow. I didn't expect it to take the turn that it did.
Please Stand By for Further Instruction
Clark bought me a new Picadilly writing prompt book. I had him select the first writing prompt. It's not a story I would ordinarily write, but here goes nothing.
Memory Lane
How do you get to Memory Lane? What does it look like once you've arrived there?
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