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This All Ends at Midnight

While the girl danced the night away at the ball, the footmen — formerly lizards — and the coachman — formerly a goose — waited with the coach. One footman looked thoughtful. “What was it she said? About midnight?” “What, … Continue reading

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A Real Inspiration

The warrior lowered her spear, and her opponent paused. She raised the spear again and opened her mouth for a battle cry, but lowered it again in silence. Her opponent came closer, but not too close. “What’s wrong?” “I’m just… … Continue reading

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Theory on Polymorphic Resonance

Allouicious looked out of place: scrawny, pale, with a long, dark beard shot with grey, wearing nothing but his trews and padded gloves. He cast a longing look at his wizard’s staff, propped against a nearby tree. “This is so… … Continue reading

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Like a Clipped Coin

“Go then,” the king had said. “Gather your armies and carry our message to the Witch-Queen Malumbra. We shall resist her to our dying breaths!” At the head of her armies, the general marched on the Witch-Queen’s horde. She used … Continue reading

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The King’s Wizard

The king’s wizard sat in her tower, the tallest in the great castle, staring into the fire. She’d once thought the tower a sign of respect for her wisdom. Now, she wondered whether it was to keep the strangeness of … Continue reading

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Falling for You

David leaned in over his book, his eyes greedily drinking in the descriptions of the life medieval. The politics made him wish that he could with boldness and wit maneuver through insults and intrigue. Each battle command heroic Lord Arvon … Continue reading

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Red Riding Hoot 2

Little Red Riding Hood put on her cape, took up a basket of goodies, and set out for Grandmother’s house in the forest. Before she had gone far, a voice called out from the branches above. “Whoooo are you taking … Continue reading

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Another Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time lived a girl called Red Riding Hood for her choice of clothing. One day, her grandmother fell sick with fever in her home in the woods. Compassionate and dutiful, Red packed a basket of food and … Continue reading

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The Duke’s Dungeons

“Mom.” She looked up from her work and wiped her brow, leaving behind a smear of ink. She peered at her son across the workshop cluttered with blueprints, inkpots, quills, and stone samples. “Why the long face?” she asked. “We … Continue reading

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Red Riding Hoot

Little Red Riding Hood put on her cape, took up her basket of goodies, and departed for Grandmother’s house. As she skipped through the woods, a voice addressed her. “Whooo are you taking those goodies to, my dear?” it said. … Continue reading

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