Emily Cannon

“Five Magical Parents” by Emily Cannon

Harry was situated on the couch, his happy baby arms waving back and forth.  His parents were dancing to Christmas music nearby. They couldn’t bear to leave their new baby alone for more than a couple of minutes.  The fierce love of these two had formed this perfect child, and the fierce hatred that their best friend felt for his

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“Five Magical Parents” by Emily Cannon

Harry was situated on the couch, his happy baby arms waving back and forth.  His parents were dancing to Christmas music nearby. They couldn’t bear to leave their new baby alone for more than a couple of minutes.  The fierce love of these two had formed this perfect child, and the fierce hatred that their best friend felt for his

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“I'll be gone at Midnight” by Emily Cannon

Submitted to Contest #22

There was some drinking, of course, but Carlotta wasn’t interested in the drinks.  If she had been a younger, prettier woman she might have found the prospect of free drinks more likable.  But she was mostly here for the books, wasn’t she? Her long-time friend had invited Carlotta to her work party.  It was just like Carlotta to have a librarian as a friend. It was also just like Carlotta to have gotten banned from the very library where Zeala worked.&nbsp...

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“I'll be gone at Midnight” by Emily Cannon

Submitted to Contest #22

There was some drinking, of course, but Carlotta wasn’t interested in the drinks.  If she had been a younger, prettier woman she might have found the prospect of free drinks more likable.  But she was mostly here for the books, wasn’t she? Her long-time friend had invited Carlotta to her work party.  It was just like Carlotta to have a librarian as a friend. It was also just like Carlotta to have gotten banned from the very library where Zeala worked.&nbsp...

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“I'll be gone at Midnight” by Emily Cannon

Submitted to Contest #22

There was some drinking, of course, but Carlotta wasn’t interested in the drinks.  If she had been a younger, prettier woman she might have found the prospect of free drinks more likable.  But she was mostly here for the books, wasn’t she? Her long-time friend had invited Carlotta to her work party.  It was just like Carlotta to have a librarian as a friend. It was also just like Carlotta to have gotten banned from the very library where Zeala worked.&nbsp...

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“When Trees Talk” by Emily Cannon

Submitted to Contest #14

“I was planted at the very edge of the forest, where the limbs of the tallest trees reach over into the roads of men.  My mother is the great Inner tree. She is a tall and mighty tree, her children and arms reaching into all corners of the world.  All the wisest tree nymphs come to her for wisdom. And all the most beautiful tree nymphs come to admire her beauty. We live in prosperity and peace.  We are all very close to man, but as long as he does his duty to us, we do our du...

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