The Shepherd and the Sorceress_Wicked_A Different Kind Of Mischief_THE PINK BUNNY
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The Shepherd and the Sorceress
“Concord, Socks, Prince, Dolly, Lady, Raven. Raven!” a boy hollered, “Oh, where is that creature! When I find her she’s gonna get it from me.” He curses under his breath and prepares to wake up the rest of his flock of sheep with his wooden cane.“Wake up Dolly, we need to find Raven. She’s gone missing again.”The boy hears no reply from Dolly, but he knows that once the rest of his flock are awake she would follow.He grabs a leather and brass cow bell that lays abandoned on the wilting grass with the letters A V E etched into it. Years on the open road had fawww.onedoor.ccded Raven’s glistening bell and red...
Wicked
This coffee shop had become one of his regular haunts for those rare moments when he wanted peace and quiet. Being as out of the way as it was, it had an abundance of both. Usually. Today, there was a stuffed shirt loudly berating the barista for forgetting some aspect of his ridiculously overwrought and comically complicated drink order. Why people felt the need to exercise their authority over poorly-paid employees was beyond him. What was the fun in making someone already small feel smaller? After all, the saying wasn’t “the tinier they are, the harder they fall.” It ...
A Different Kind Of Mischief
The chill wind blew from the north-east. Prestwick ignored the wind even though he felt the cold more than he should. It’s what was expected. They all stood in their allotted places as their chief rallied them to go out and cause mischief. Last year he’d been eager. This year he just wanted to stay behind and sleep the day away. Speech over, everyone began to move out. Feet tramped over the familiar grey earth. Where they were headed would not be grey. It would be all shades of colour. Some would go to the hot, orange places of the earth, some to the cold, white places. He was to go back to th...
THE PINK BUNNY
“You’re never going to be finished if you just keep sitting here staring at the four walls.” “I’m having second thoughts.” “We have talked about this for years. It’s time to let go. Sarah will live on in our memories, but we have to let go of the room. C’mon, you said you could do this. If you can’t, we can hire a contractor. But we need to get this finished in order to take in a boarder before the fall semester starts. We agreed that we could use the extra income.” “Okay, okay. I can do it. It’s just harder than I thought.” With the wallpaper all stripped off and the trim and baseboards sande...