The Full Moon
Sometimes the why doesn’t matter. Sometimes theories are just a waste of time. Sometimes, all that matters is attending to the business at hand. Someone really should tell him. He won’t shut up.
Sometimes the why doesn’t matter. Sometimes theories are just a waste of time. Sometimes, all that matters is attending to the business at hand. Someone really should tell him. He won’t shut up.
Sometimes, a little is a lot. Especially when casting a spell that requires precision. If you’re lucky, you have a friend to help you clean up the mess—even if they’re an ass about it.
Rose huffed. She hated the trials—the timed sections most of all. “How do you expect me to cast something so complex in such a short amount of time?” she asked. “Swiftly,” Mason said.
100 words maximum, excluding the title, of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above (‘confidential’, ‘midnight’, and ‘troll’) in the genres of horror, fantasy or science fiction.
100 words maximum, excluding the title, of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above (‘crate’, ‘nerve’, and ‘simultaneous’) in the genres of horror, fantasy or science fiction.
100 words maximum, excluding the title, of flash fiction or poetry using all of the three words above (‘floss’, ‘history’ and ‘sketch’) in the genres of horror, fantasy or science fiction.
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