Little Mouse Goes West

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Little Mouse Goes West (99 words)

Once upon a whisker, there was a cowboy who bumped into luck and fell down hard. It was the kind of fall you don’t get up from easily. Mouse, who had followed the cowboy’s dust for miles, didn’t like it at all.

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Seasons and Morning Mist #writephoto

Seasons and Morning Mist (203 words)

She remembered standing on that ridge overlooking that moorland. It had been a morning like this a little over a year ago. The sky had been that pale, cool pink softening towards a rainy afternoon chill. She remembered huddling under her cloak, trying to keep the rain out as they continued the long road to the false king’s castle.

A silly girl, that’s what she had been. A silly girl with big ideas and a bundle of arguments that meant nothing to an iron tyrant.

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Grandest Ship in the World

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Grandest Ship in the World (151 Words)

It wasn’t the grandest ship in the world. There was something almost artificial about its construction, like a Lego toy. But it was Jasper Day’s darling, and the staff and crew knew better than to say a single word of criticism. Near Christmastime, it was hard to keep quiet.

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Flight Plans

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Flight Plan (166 Words)

“How can you love dragons and be scared of planes?”

It was a legitimate question. After all, planes and dragons both fly. But the very sight of the cylindrical, soon-to-be-airborne machine made Sam blanch. His hands gripped the strap of his carryon and he met his companion’s question with a sickly smile.

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Dog Alarm

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Of Dogs and Gremlins (178 Words)

It was a strange kind of castle to be hiding a princess in. It didn’t look very big. The general shape was square and solid, with four windows, a window on each wall, set very high on the ramparts.

“Are you sure we’re at the right castle?” asked Mr. Thornby.

The little gremlin nodded emphatically. It was the right castle.

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