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  1. Sure, you can
    call it a caprice, this wish that
    surges like the tide, always pulling me toward
    the next cafe Liaison
    toward the full warmth of the next
    cocoa cup and crumbly croissant.
    But really, I'm surprised by
    your surprise. You see
    stories and stillness and sweetness are
    my guides, and I've been letting them
    pilot me into cozy corners where I could
    hide from you as
    long
    as I can remember;
    and you're only noticing me now as I slip away...#MastoPrompt #Promptodon

  2. Sure, you can
    call it a caprice, this wish that
    surges like the tide, always pulling me toward
    the next cafe Liaison
    toward the full warmth of the next
    cocoa cup and crumbly croissant.
    But really, I'm surprised by
    your surprise. You see
    stories and stillness and sweetness are
    my guides, and I've been letting them
    pilot me into cozy corners where I could
    hide from you as
    long
    as I can remember;
    and you're only noticing me now as I slip away...#MastoPrompt #Promptodon

  3. Sure, you can
    call it a caprice, this wish that
    surges like the tide, always pulling me toward
    the next cafe Liaison
    toward the full warmth of the next
    cocoa cup and crumbly croissant.
    But really, I'm surprised by
    your surprise. You see
    stories and stillness and sweetness are
    my guides, and I've been letting them
    pilot me into cozy corners where I could
    hide from you as
    long
    as I can remember;
    and you're only noticing me now as I slip away...#MastoPrompt #Promptodon

  4. Sure, you can
    call it a caprice, this wish that
    surges like the tide, always pulling me toward
    the next cafe Liaison
    toward the full warmth of the next
    cocoa cup and crumbly croissant.
    But really, I'm surprised by
    your surprise. You see
    stories and stillness and sweetness are
    my guides, and I've been letting them
    pilot me into cozy corners where I could
    hide from you as
    long
    as I can remember;
    and you're only noticing me now as I slip away...#MastoPrompt #Promptodon

  5. We set up surveillance. Cameras on all sides and above. Motion detectors, microphones and infra red.

    It was only when he appeared some months later in a very similar mansion on a private island off the west coast of Africa that we reasiled we'd missed the underwater tunnel to the submarine dock.

    @cattailnu #writing #writingcommunity #writingprompt #Promptodon #FlashFiction #nonfiction #MicroFiction

  6. We set up surveillance. Cameras on all sides and above. Motion detectors, microphones and infra red.

    It was only when he appeared some months later in a very similar mansion on a private island off the west coast of Africa that we reasiled we'd missed the underwater tunnel to the submarine dock.

    @cattailnu #writing #writingcommunity #writingprompt #Promptodon #FlashFiction #nonfiction #MicroFiction

  7. We set up surveillance. Cameras on all sides and above. Motion detectors, microphones and infra red.

    It was only when he appeared some months later in a very similar mansion on a private island off the west coast of Africa that we reasiled we'd missed the underwater tunnel to the submarine dock.

    @cattailnu #writing #writingcommunity #writingprompt #Promptodon #FlashFiction #nonfiction #MicroFiction

  8. We set up surveillance. Cameras on all sides and above. Motion detectors, microphones and infra red.

    It was only when he appeared some months later in a very similar mansion on a private island off the west coast of Africa that we reasiled we'd missed the underwater tunnel to the submarine dock.

    @cattailnu #writing #writingcommunity #writingprompt #Promptodon #FlashFiction #nonfiction #MicroFiction

  9. We set up surveillance. Cameras on all sides and above. Motion detectors, microphones and infra red.

    It was only when he appeared some months later in a very similar mansion on a private island off the west coast of Africa that we reasiled we'd missed the underwater tunnel to the submarine dock.

    @cattailnu #writing #writingcommunity #writingprompt #Promptodon #FlashFiction #nonfiction #MicroFiction

  10. @Michaelvaliant

    By midday Grens knew he would not make it home before nightfall. Descent was slow going. His steps no longer had the springliness of youth. He decided to camp midslope, safe from oxodont hunters that roamed in the vale at night.
    He made his camp on a ledge and waited for shadows to turn into greenish haze that was the night on Espass, and for golden specks of settlement's lights to appear.

    But tonight there were no lights. The vale remained still and dark.

    #Promptodon

  11. @Michaelvaliant

    By midday Grens knew he would not make it home before nightfall. Descent was slow going. His steps no longer had the springliness of youth. He decided to camp midslope, safe from oxodont hunters that roamed in the vale at night.
    He made his camp on a ledge and waited for shadows to turn into greenish haze that was the night on Espass, and for golden specks of settlement's lights to appear.

    But tonight there were no lights. The vale remained still and dark.

    #Promptodon

  12. @Michaelvaliant

    By midday Grens knew he would not make it home before nightfall. Descent was slow going. His steps no longer had the springliness of youth. He decided to camp midslope, safe from oxodont hunters that roamed in the vale at night.
    He made his camp on a ledge and waited for shadows to turn into greenish haze that was the night on Espass, and for golden specks of settlement's lights to appear.

    But tonight there were no lights. The vale remained still and dark.

    #Promptodon

  13. @Michaelvaliant

    By midday Grens knew he would not make it home before nightfall. Descent was slow going. His steps no longer had the springliness of youth. He decided to camp midslope, safe from oxodont hunters that roamed in the vale at night.
    He made his camp on a ledge and waited for shadows to turn into greenish haze that was the night on Espass, and for golden specks of settlement's lights to appear.

    But tonight there were no lights. The vale remained still and dark.

    #Promptodon

  14. @Michaelvaliant

    By midday Grens knew he would not make it home before nightfall. Descent was slow going. His steps no longer had the springliness of youth. He decided to camp midslope, safe from oxodont hunters that roamed in the vale at night.
    He made his camp on a ledge and waited for shadows to turn into greenish haze that was the night on Espass, and for golden specks of settlement's lights to appear.

    But tonight there were no lights. The vale remained still and dark.

    #Promptodon

  15. Tell me again
    how you and me and the moon learned
    how to dream with our
    wounded and wish
    with the cockles of fires that
    would never die in us.

    How we made
    an impossible triangle there
    in the dead of night
    moonlight
    magic
    memory all held
    cats cradle in trembling hands.

    Tell me how we
    hid in sprightly stars
    breathed in brightness
    fled the monotonous and
    murderous and
    manhandling until we could
    really,
    really live. #MastoPrompt #Promptodon #MicroPrompt

  16. Tell me again
    how you and me and the moon learned
    how to dream with our
    wounded and wish
    with the cockles of fires that
    would never die in us.

    How we made
    an impossible triangle there
    in the dead of night
    moonlight
    magic
    memory all held
    cats cradle in trembling hands.

    Tell me how we
    hid in sprightly stars
    breathed in brightness
    fled the monotonous and
    murderous and
    manhandling until we could
    really,
    really live. #MastoPrompt #Promptodon #MicroPrompt

  17. Tell me again
    how you and me and the moon learned
    how to dream with our
    wounded and wish
    with the cockles of fires that
    would never die in us.

    How we made
    an impossible triangle there
    in the dead of night
    moonlight
    magic
    memory all held
    cats cradle in trembling hands.

    Tell me how we
    hid in sprightly stars
    breathed in brightness
    fled the monotonous and
    murderous and
    manhandling until we could
    really,
    really live. #MastoPrompt #Promptodon #MicroPrompt

  18. Climbing atop the four legged mechanical walker, he surveyed the scene of devastation and destruction. Evan realised that soon Evans Ascent would become evanescent.

    @Michaelvaliant #writingCommunity #WritingPrompt #FlashFiction #MicroFiction #sff #fantasy #SciFi #Promptodon #horrorPrompt

  19. Climbing atop the four legged mechanical walker, he surveyed the scene of devastation and destruction. Evan realised that soon Evans Ascent would become evanescent.

    @Michaelvaliant #writingCommunity #WritingPrompt #FlashFiction #MicroFiction #sff #fantasy #SciFi #Promptodon #horrorPrompt

  20. Climbing atop the four legged mechanical walker, he surveyed the scene of devastation and destruction. Evan realised that soon Evans Ascent would become evanescent.

    @Michaelvaliant #writingCommunity #WritingPrompt #FlashFiction #MicroFiction #sff #fantasy #SciFi #Promptodon #horrorPrompt

  21. Climbing atop the four legged mechanical walker, he surveyed the scene of devastation and destruction. Evan realised that soon Evans Ascent would become evanescent.

    @Michaelvaliant #writingCommunity #WritingPrompt #FlashFiction #MicroFiction #sff #fantasy #SciFi #Promptodon #horrorPrompt