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"Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"
A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.
"We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"
A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.
Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.
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"Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"
A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.
"We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"
A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.
Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.
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"Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"
A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.
"We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"
A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.
Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.
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"Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"
A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.
"We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"
A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.
Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.
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"Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"
A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.
"We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"
A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.
Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.
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color and sound waves
the matrix of creation
Music for the soul...#MastoPromp - matrix
#art #artwork #mastoart #fediart #artist #artists #artistsofmastodon #Fedigiftshop #music #musica #musician #bandcamp #frenchhorn #fun #cute #AYearForArt #musical #musicalart #kids #children #song #haiku #poetry #writing #writingcommunity #poet #poems #poem #smallpoems #musicalinstruments
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Tragic vines wrap my mind,
the past won’t let go,
even though,
I am thousands of miles from home.
Expired passport,
I headed south from Quepos weeks ago.Howler monkeys scream,
hardly visible in the thick lush green jungle canopy.
Hairs on the back of my neck perk up when they roar.
Hoards of mosquitoes slam the mesh screen on my tent.
They want blood but i’ve got none to give.
Poison runs through my veins.
I am spoiled goods,
no amount of rain can cleanse me. -
I really need a better cue for posting my #AdventPrompt than it being bedtime. *Yawn*
Anyway, for day 15 the #tea was a repeat of "Chai Charge" which remains nice but not my fave wintery rooibos.
For the #writingprompt, we're keeping it simple: "Things were going well. Until they weren't."