What do I fear?

The first thing that comes to mind is Flying. Planes. Falling.

But that’s not true, Flying is only the newest piece to my vast and well-tended collection of fears.

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‘Scooter, Blacky, smell that?’

‘Mmmhmm fresh, breathing meat coming this way.’

‘Fido! Stop wagging your tail.’

‘It’s your tail too!’

‘But you’re controlling it!’

‘I’m not!’

‘Guys! Look fierce, the human is here.’

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For Trifextra where the challenge this weekend is to write about a famous trio. Well, me, myself and I have settled on Cerberus and his three hungry heads.  Have a nice weekend 🙂

Copyright – Rich Voza

‘I say blue is Eternal Life, red is Eternal Damnation and white is The Void…’

‘No, I think red is the Eternal Life one.  You know how it is in the movies; always pick the red wire cos the blue one is a trick.’

‘That’s for bombs, idiot.’

‘Yeah, but who’s to say this ain’t the same thing?’

‘Come on…let’s just pick one and go through!’

‘Really? You’re just gonna pick one? What if you just pick Eternal Damnation?’

‘Damn! This is hard!’

‘Let’s think about it and come back some other time.  Eternal life can wait another day or two.’

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For Friday Fictioneers. Phew! Just in time! Have a nice weekend.

There was a beautiful princess

Who was loved by two princes.

One was tall,

The other was short,

But both their hearts were pure.

The princess had to choose.

How?

Eeny-meeny-miny-moe of course.

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For Trifextra‘s judges.   Hope you have a nice long rest ; )

Challenge:

“The editors of Trifecta are tired.  Hectic summer plans, last minute school shopping and prep for courses of our own have us drifting off in front of the computer.  Any millisecond we can shave off of our busy schedules could potentially improve the quality of our lives as well as the lives of those around us.  This weekend, we’re enlisting your help in shortening our considerably lengthy bedtime routines by giving us a children’s bedtime story in exactly 33 words.  It can be an old favorite reimagined or a work that is entirely your own.  We only ask that your story not leave our kids with visions of the boogie man dancing in their heads.  These tired bones thank you in advance.”