Can You Tell a Story in 52?

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The violin playing complimented the gothic atmosphere, but Carla was still squeamish after knowing it was not a real person, but a lifelike mannequin. Going to medieval fairs was John’s idea who seemed to revel in torture device displays. Carla felt increasingly frightened as if she were walking a tightrope with John.

Can You Tell A Story In…

Friday Fictioneers

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Julie sat in the same place on the same shoreline for the same length of time every single day. No matter the weather, hot blazing sun or icy winds would not deter Julie, it was her quest. Jim had passed on to another dimension, at least that’s what she hoped and prayed for while sitting in that seat. The empty chair beside her was ready for him whenever he or his essence or his specter came back. They talked about this many times when they found out his disease was terminal. He would contact her somehow, she could feel it.

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5 June 2026

MLMM Wordle

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After numerous attempts to keep the long version from supper’s dining experience, Joe gave in and let his little sister speak. There was no danger in her looking into the mystery at Sandy’s Point. The sugar cane property was practically destroyed by the fire, and her idea of gearing up to explore was pretty harmless. Being a firefighter, she knew how to be safe.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #479