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Here is another short short story inspired by one of Angela Goff's visual dares. The picture I was responding to follows the story. Comments welcome!

Visual Dare; Encroach:
Everyone else had their eyes covered, and some were carrying slices of onion. Nadia refused. She had no intention of hiding. One of the boys next to her actually had an old-style gas mask that might have belonged to some English or German great-grandfather, and he made to hand it to her.

“Take it! You’ll need it if they start spraying tear gas.”

“Not if. When,” a granny walking behind her muttered. Nadia shook her head at both of them.

“I’m not afraid! Thank you, but no.”

The boy shrugged and dropped back behind her. As Nadia strode on, the granny reached up and patted her shoulder. “Brave girl! Is it your first time?”

“Yes.” Nadia felt her breath catch in her throat, for she saw the soldiers in front of her, by the wall. Her soldiers. Her people. Would they really fire tear gas, and worse? Would they shoot at peaceful protestors? Well, and if they did? She’d come here for a reason, and that reason was peace. She wouldn’t let soldiers stop her.

She lifted her chin, tossed her long, blonde hair over her shoulders, and strode forward.

mary_j_59: (mug)

This is one of Angela Goff's VisDares, and I gave it as a writing prompt to the writing club. Here's what I came up with.

Isn't it strange? Those were the letters I pulled from the scrabble bag. Exactly those. I took eight, instead of seven, and then I just stared. It was like the angel Gabriel speaking to me. I froze.

"What's the matter, Grandpa?" Mercy said.

Joe said, "You've got an extra letter."

"So I do. So I do." I took the "t" from "wait" and put it back in the bag. Then I set the other letters face down on my rack. "Just a moment, children. I'll be right back."Read more... )
mary_j_59: (Drive of Dragons)
This one is called Magic Enjoy!178736678932738663_hJbOWNY3_c

Charles practiced magic every day. The coolest thing was making things disappear, but it bugged him that it was all just illusions. Where were the real powers? Why couldn’t’ he mess with peoples’ heads for real, like Darth Vader and the other Sith?

Then he found it. “Charlene!” he whispered to his twin, “look at this. Look what I can do!”

“What?” Charlene rolled her eyes. She was five minutes older, and a girl besides, and she always claimed to be so much more mature than he was. “Another stupid magic trick?”

Charles didn’t answer. He was focusing too hard. You had to concentrate, to be totally in the moment, or it wouldn’t happen. He pedaled down the sidewalk, leaning back a bit as if he were planning to pop a wheelie. He was so focused he didn’t even hear his sister scream as he began to vanish.
mary_j_59: (Drive of Dragons)
Another of Angela Goff's visual dares, from her blog. It's a remarkable picture! I'm afraid I committed fanfic as a result - highly improbable fanfic, too! But it's just for fun. The story follows the picture:


Flabbergasted, Mortimer Wimsey glared at the dining room table, then at his daughter. She flinched.

“Polly! Get that damn thing off the table!”

Polly’s lips trembled, but she looked him in the eye. “Lambkin’s on strike, like the suffragettes.”

Mortimer saw his younger son, just home from Eton, squeeze his little sister’s hand. Peter seemed to be trying not to laugh. They’d be the death of him, these two. Far too clever for their own good. “Strike!” he spluttered. “Suffragettes! Why, you-“

Peter walked across the room and whispered in his father’s ear. Mortimer looked thoughtful. He rumbled, “Polly, listen to me. We know you’ve become a vegetarian. We know it’s a principled stand. But don’t you want to take Lambkin to school?” Polly nodded.

”Very well,” her father said triumphantly, “that beast shan’t go to your boarding school until you train it to stay off the furniture!”


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