Worth 1000 Words
A place for me to stretch my writing muscles with flash fiction.
A place for you to poke my muse with a picture or a few words.
A place for my characters to peek out from beyond 'the end'...
A place for you to poke my muse with a picture or a few words.
A place for my characters to peek out from beyond 'the end'...
Posts tagged "books"
Hunter sneezes. Twice. And throws an exasperated look toward Cole.
Cole, however, remains entirely oblivious. Seated cross-legged on the floor, he’s pulling old, dusty - probably even moldy - books from a third moving box and setting them onto the shelves in front of him with something that looks a lot like reverence. There are four boxes still waiting at his side.
Hunter sighs. Loudly. “Do you really need all these?”
He can feel another sneeze attack lurking and raises a preemptive hand to his nose.
Cole turns a wounded gaze to him. “They’re my magic books! Of course I need them!”
As Hunter sneezes again - three times, this time - he makes his decision. The library can be Cole’s retreat. Hunter will stay out of it - and away from the dust.
