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3 sentence fics again this month!

Milo

He prowled silently across the room to where she slept, his black coat rendering him almost invisible in the darkened room.

He paused a moment, assessing his target, before he leapt onto her.

“Milo,” she murmured as he pressed into the crook of her legs, happily tucked himself up behind her knees, and began to purr.

Everyday Magic

Throw a coin into a well, blow out a birthday candle, pick up a pin. Small acts of superstition? Yes, but also they are small acts of magic that brighten an otherwise mundane world.

Monsters

"I only kill monsters," the Hunter says, refusing the handful of pennies the young girl in the faded dress is clutching.

Her eyes fill with tears and she persists that surely the reason he's come to her village is to help her, reiterates that Mother's new man is a monster, that he's hurting Mother, that her eye is blackened and there are bruises on her neck like he was trying to choke her soul from her.

"I only kill monsters," the Hunter repeats with a sigh as he walks away, but this much is true: neither he nor Mother's new man were ever seen in the village again.


Mr Wrong and Maybe Mr Right

When Mike yelled at her, "Stop hugging that damn cat, it'll never love you like I do!" while she held Cinnamon close and kissed his nose, his purrs reverberating against her chest, he sealed his fate.

Anyone that jealous of her affection, anyone that hateful towards Cinnamon, wasn't someone she could trust or love, definitely a Mr Wrong.

When Ben first came to her house and greeted Cinnamon with a smile, and Cinnamon pawed at him, wanting to be picked up, she smiled as Ben scooped up the cat and cooed at him; this one might be Mr Right.

This month's theme was 3 sentences and as such I decided not to post them here but to do a roundup of all four pieces from the professional blogs.

3 sentence fic: April Showers

She wakes to the sound of rain against the windows. Outside the flowering primroses and the late blooming narcissi will be grateful for the rain, as will be the tulips tucked safe inside their buds and the freshly sown leek and calendula seeds slumbering just below the surface of the rich compost. It's early and so she snuggles back beneath the covers, warm and safe, soothed by the gentle pitter-patter of the vital spring shower.

Originally posted&promoted: wordpress ; fic blog ; tumblr;twitter;pinterest;facebook

3 sentence fic: Unusual Employment

Alex did not date corporate types, tending to prefer the quirkier personalities of second-hand bookstore owners, llama farmers, chocolate tasters, hippotherapists, and teddy bear technicians.
This latest one though had, over a second whisky, said "demonologist" which at first sounded like dermatologist but no, he insisted, demonologist. That wasn't really a thing, was it?

Hippotherapist: Hippotherapists are also called therapeutic riding instructors and equine therapists. Hippotherapy is the practice of riding horses as a form of therapy for children and adults who experience disabilities. https://www.trade-schools.net/articles/unique-careers.asp
Originally posted&promoted: wordpress ; fic blog ; tumblr;twitter;pinterest;facebook

3 sentence poem: Pancakes

Fresh free-range eggs, spring yellow yolks stark against the sieved flour, whisked with a pinch of salt.
Hot oil sizzling in the pan, crackling in delight as the smooth creamy mixture is added.
Delicious pancakes served onto warmed plates awaiting any number of toppings to be added as desired.

Originally posted&promoted: wordpress ; fic blog
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3 sentence fic: Signs of Spring creative nonfiction

The first lawn cutting of the year marks a turning point, the green spring scent speaks of growth and good weather and of tending the garden. Spring is also evoked by the scent of compost , the feel of the rich earth on fingertips as plants are potted and beds weeded . Not forgetting the wonderful sight of rainbows made by watering the plants, their flowers unfurled to bask in the sunlight, attracting the buzzing bees and resplendent butterflies to taste their nectar.

A 3 sentence fic for the writing prompt "freshly cut grass" found at https://www.dailywritingtips.com/writing-prompts-101/
https://tinyurl.com/y75xtx5y
Originally posted&promoted:wordpress ; fic blog
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one_sentence_only has a number of tables you can choose from (any fandom/crossover/original fic) to use all the prompts to write one sentence fics.

This is from the fluff/romance table - the prompts are fluff though not all my fills are ;P

All the fills are set in the universe of my fantasy romance wip, Sorceress Apprentice.

I posted five of the fills to my professional wordpress account last week: https://lmdee.wordpress.com/2018/05/02/sorceress-apprentice-micro-fic/
and another five this week: https://lmdee.wordpress.com/2018/05/09/sorceress-apprentice-micro-fic-2/
and to my fic blog on Dreamwidth: lmdee.

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For various prompts, eight fics of one sentence each.

Prompt: snow

One should be careful for what they wish, for not only did the child have skin white as snow but her demeanour was icy, as bereft of compassion as the cold winter winds.

Prompt: countdown

With a villainous laugh, he pressed the button, and began the countdown.

Prompt: firefly

Alone, staring up at the night sky, with the stars shining like a million fireflies, she finally felt at peace with the world.

Prompt: daybreak

That ghosts might indeed be real was a shock, and they stayed cuddled up under the bedcovers until the safety of daybreak.

Prompt: compass

It probably hadn't been the best action to take, but he'd lost his moral compass a long time ago, and moving in any direction was better than standing still.

Prompt: friendship

The email reminded him he wasn't alone, that he had people who cared, and sent a sliver of light into the darkness.

Prompt: underworld

The cave entrance was dark and ominous and he could easily imagine that the tunnel beyond led directly the underworld.

Prompt: pirates

"Everyone playing this game lies," he mused, "plotting behind your back and seducing you with fine words – why, pirates and highway men are more honest, being direct with their demands and consequences."

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Repurposed micro fic, posted/promo'd at my professional blogs
wordpress ; fic blog
tumblr;twitter;pinterest;facebook

To the Grave @ AO3, for the prompt: Arrow, Tommy, can't show his grief properly because he and Oliver were a secret.

What's Cooking? @ AO3, for the prompt: Sinbad (2012); Rina, Cook; what's cooking?

Three sentence ficlets for the 3 sentence ficathon 2013
All are archived individually at AO3
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Title: Super Short Stories, a Miscellany of one sentence fic
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: For the writerverse one sentence fic, prompts given at start of each fic
Warnings: none
Original/Fandom: eleven original, 1 x "The Good Wife," 1 x "Firefly", 1 x "Game of Thrones", 1 x "Legend of the Seeker"

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