Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

Switch

He had this little verse, just for situations like this. He whispered it in the mirror with pouted lips and heavy lidded bedroom eyes. In an instant he switched his personality. 

She put on her pink sweater over the purple tank-top with built-in boobs and off she went downtown, to rave the night away in the exclusive dance club. She would lose herself in the beat of the pounding techno music. No apology!

Can You Tell a Story in … 73 words including verse, lip, switch, sweater, rave, exclusive and apology

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Pippin!

I really really really wanted to show a peregrin falcon and I spent a considerable part of my afternoon looking for … procrastinating looking for one in my archive. This involved identifying every bird of prey photographed in the wild, even the ones that ended up as small specks in the sky. Unfortunately, common buzzards, kestrels, sparrow hawks, and common hawks turned up but no peregrin falcon.

So here instead, three of these four books have a Peregrin in them. A notable Peregrin actually. A Took. A Fool of a Took.

I hope I have used enough peregrination to peregrinate this post of mine.

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Peregrination

The end of fear





A young man was having a dreadful fright,

He was home alone at the dead of night.

He saw beasts and creatures,

Monsters with hideous features –

Until he decided to switch on the light.

Laughing along with a limerick: Night

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