Mythological – Tannille

Flash Fiction: Blender Magic

The island became plagued with the flu. Jude, being the local doctor, heard all the moans and groans. None worse

“Should we?” “It’s tempting. But the last time you threw someone overboard, they couldn’t swim. My ears still ring from

Pearl Alley thrived. The local dress shop catered to the nudists. Jude and Coen stripped off their gear and stored

The restaurant echoed with magic and the chants from joyful people. Souls, happy to mingle and be together. Light shone

Once upon a time, There lived a forbidden love. So envious of the lovers, the villagers hunted the couple

Note: This story started to form a couple of days after I posted last week’s story (more infighting with the

This week went Greek (mythology) again, a spin off from Hecate’s story Crossroads. Pandora adored the 21st Century. The rise

Groundhog Day. The days blended into one. No distinct feature to separate. The dishes akin to a broken record. The

Hecate, the Greek goddess of crossroads, tapped her foot at the multilane intersection. Her job, much easier during the classic

The sun’s rays shone down on eggs, lined up in a row. Offerings to the sun god. No one knew