(MastoPrompt 8/15 Doubt)
"Help yourself to the cookies, if you'd like," Jamey said as he opened the cupboard and put his wood box of teabags away. He'd chosen a pair of one of his favorites; hopefully his guest would agree.
He had a small carton of cream and a jar of sugar, and he'd grabbed two of his nicer mugs.
Now he just had to wait, and that was the hardest part. His guest was not touching the cookies...
But Jamey was doing his best. He'd been confronted by the Specter of Doubt and had done the only thing he could think of-
He'd offered it tea.
Miranda raised an eyebrow as she ducked her horns to cross the cottage's threshold.
"Cursed, not haunted," she said quickly. She dealt more with the lingering than the truly malicious, but it mattered not. She'd been called and she would do the work.
"Cursed?" the new owner repeated.
Miranda grinned a fangy grin. "Now, to find its origin."
"But why would someone-"
"I can't answer that," Miranda interrupted. "I am only being paid to remove it."
"Oh... But what if I paid you to..."
Miranda grinned again, still fangy.
"That I can do."
I don’t mind admitting that as of late, I have developed a crush on BIC Camera’s mascot character for their Akihabara store, so, ah, please follow her on social media or whatever.
Lark paused before unlocking the shop's door for the day. Something felt off but they weren't sure what.
"Lark?"
"Just a moment," Lark replied to the shop's owner. Carefully they reached up to snag one of the many charms that hung above the door and pulled it down.
It shattered in their hands, its job done.
Lark wasted no time in fetching a new one and checking over all the other charms and the wards on the shop.
Something had been intercepted and repelled, but Lark couldn't help thinking it would return.
Lark unlocked the door, ready.
Grandparents bring their grandchildren to play in the great West #Ward fountain pool. At the center, water shoots high in the air, sprinkling down like rain.
"Mikele's blessing," the grandparents whisper, marking the children's heads w/the water.
40 years ago, Mikele the Bold broke free of a deadly police beating here. Crying, "We'll make a better world!" he collapsed in the pool, his blood turning its water pink.
It's believed his courage persists in the water.
Voltron: Legendary Defender Animated Series Leaves Netflix on December 6
What's your favorite guide for making ebooks, including formating styles etc.
Today is the last official day of the Micro Fiction Games Jam this year. If you want to write a small game then now is the time to do it!
the New York Times Tech Guild is on strike and asking you not to play NYT games or access the NYT cooking section in the meantime
however they have made a Frogger clone about getting strikers across 8th Ave to the picket line that you can play instead
Podzim na hřbitově
Autumn on cemetery
Praha Olšany
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🐗YOUNG BOAR FESTIVAL🌾
The first sweet to be enjoyed with the opened hearth is 'inoko-mochi' (亥の子餅), a simple rice cake made with new grains, and often imitating a boar.
In the lunar calendar people enjoyed inoko-mochi on the hour, day and month of the boar (now November).
The 'young boar festival', known as 'inoko' (亥の子) or 'gencho' (玄猪), was held on the day of the boar in the 10th month (lunar calendar), the beginning of winter.
It's live!
Musician at the Fair is a tiny solo game that requires a d6 or other way to get random numbers. Play until you get booed off the stage or get swarmed by enthusiastic fans.
https://microfictiongames.neocities.org/2024/musician_at_the_fair
And lastly:
Musician at the Fair
It's show time!
https://microfictiongames.neocities.org/2024/musician_at_the_fair
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