Ragtag Daily Prompts: Duende, November 4, 2019

Maxwell paused at the front door of the Snapjaw residence. Taking a moment to take stock of the new body he now inhabited, he was well pleased. As there was a cold wind blowing, he was especially happy with his thick fur coat. The sharp claws and teeth were an added bonus. I think I’mContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompts: Duende, November 4, 2019”

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Ragtag Daily Prompts: Impossible

“That’s impossible, Monica!” Said Karl to his wife, the Mrs. Snapjaw. He put the highball to his lips and swallowed its contents in a vain attempt to clear his head. He could feel the scotch burning its way to his belly. “But it’s true, Karl! It’s true! I’m not saying his lips move, or anythingContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompts: Impossible”

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