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Submitted to Contest #285
Write a story in which someone time-travels 25 years or more into the past.“That’s the prompt? Time travel! That is my specialty! Where do you want to go and when?”That was Imaginational Dabrowski, the cute little Bedlington Terrier, who is one of the five canine companion editors for Little Plump Jo, the current Artisan in Residence in Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin.There is debate about the level of reality of the Dabrowski Dogs. Some consider them to be literal dogs; others understand them as personifications of Dabrowski’s overexcitab...
Submitted to Contest #284
Whenever the Royal Weaving Expo was held in the vicinity of Astolat, Lady Charlotte-Elaine of Shalott stayed in her childhood home; and it was always an occasion for a special banquet with roasted meats and the best vintage served and minstrel entertainment provided. Bernard of Astolat missed the company of his Lily Maid, Elaine, since she had moved to The Tower on the Island of Shalott. Elaine had found a plot loophole to escape from her recurring tale of nursing Sir Lancelot du Lac for months on end, falling in love with him and then dyin...
Submitted to Contest #283
Elaine the Fair, Elaine the Lovely, the Lily Maid of Astolat had taken the opportunity to make her escape from the tragic tale of her unrequited love of Sir Lancelot du Lac.She was now choosing her own adventure as The Lady Charlotte Elaine of Shalott, entrepreneur owner of Charlotte’s Web Weaving. Elaine found that life in the studio apartment of Shalott Tower was not as she had imagined it would be.She realised that, in order to finance the upkeep of the place, she would need to weave steadily day and night, leaving her no time for so...
Submitted to Contest #282
“This is all your fault!” Sir Bors yelled, looking up at Cloudbank Cabin and shaking his fist. “You people up there in the cabin! Every time someone writes this story, we are all forced to re-enact it.” Malory Tennyson had been the custodian of Cloudbank Cabin, which nestled on the shore of the Fog Lake, at the foot of the Many Mooded Mountain, for hundreds of years. He had seen a steady stream of authors, artists, and creatives coming to the cabin for their retreats. When the Light and the atmospheric conditions played with the mystical lan...
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