Saturday, 18 January 2025

1308 - PROSE

ThERe was an eerie silence. Was this the prelude to something sinister? No, it was just Abel summoning up the frame of mind to allow him to do a chore or two! When he was cleaning the meter cupboard, he came across a slumbering drone wasp. In his hurry to dispatch it, he turned off the electricity and he had to grope around, feeling for the on switch. After that he wasn't in the frame of mind for chores anymore so he headed to his writing desk to write some more prose.

Wasps everywhere!
Wasps everywhere!

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482 - FLOOR

“LO and behold, there's  flour  on the  floor .” exclaimed Denise. “I wonder if Ethan has been making a cake?” she thought.