No Such Thing as Too Many – 3LineTales Week 69

Tommi dashed up the blue-carpeted stairs, only looking back once to make sure the robbers were following close behind. With a pull of a rope, a thousand tiny yellow caltrops scattered across the floor, catching the barefoot thieves by complete surprise; one fell over, both howled in pain. And to think, just this morning his mother …

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REBLOG: Post of the week – A voice in the water

Thank you, David, for your great reading of my story!

For those of you who don’t know, David Snape is a blogger who has does a regular guest writing spot. Last week he posted my story A Voice in the Water. Yesterday, he chose it for his guest post of the week, and read the story out loud in a video. He did a great job on the reading, too. And I am quite surprised how well the story fit being spoken aloud. Maybe I need to start reading my stories here on this blog.

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Congratulations to J.M Williams for this weeks post of the week ‘A Voice in the water’. Sit back, listen and enjoy, well worth the post of the week.

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Reblogging my own story – That’s kind of weird…

David Snape kindly shared my flash story “A Voice in the Water” on his blog. Head on over and check it out. And while you’re at it, check out the other authors whose work he has shared.

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The stag bent down to take a drink from the crystal stream. Its massive antlers dipped into the water, causing the gentle current to swirl around the many submerged tips. Hemming took aim with his bow and fired.The arrow whistled through the air towards its target. But instead of piercing the animal in the neck as he had expected, it broke apart. The stag looked back at Hemming. The beast rose up on its hind legs, then began to glow with brilliant green light. The shape of it changed from beast to man, a glowing man in flowing silken robes.
“Come here my child. Do not be afraid.”
Hemming glance around and seeing no support or possible route of escape, shuffled forward.
“Do you know who I am, child?”
Hemming shook his head.
“I am Darmin.”
God of nature. God of the hunt! Hemming’s face went wide with fear.
“I…

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