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Write about someone who works an average job — but incorporate elements of magic into it.

Posted in Fantasy on Mar 30, 2021

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Maledictions and Muffins

Submitted to Contest #32

The witch waved her wand in the direction of her victim, whispering the ancient incantations under her breath. The words snaked out from between her lips, like a worm out of an apple. Her opponent began to expand — growing, widening, fattening. Mavis knew that it wouldn’t be long until the object of her spellcasting finally bid adieu to this mortal world and exploded, insides splattering in every direction.But Mavis wasn’t going to let them give up that easily, oh no. She had much more in store for the half a dozen target...

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In The Cherrywood Forest

Submitted to Contest #32

James worked as an accountant for a large business in New York City, you may be thinking how busy he must be everyday since he works for a large business and in NYC! Well it was actually quite the opposite for since Mr. James Steele (as he was formally known at his work) worked in such a large business there was already five accountants and about a thousand other people doing his job, in fact, he felt rather unimportant sitting from seven A.M until six P.M for five days a week, four weeks a month, twelve months a year in his diminutive yet p...

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Sandman

Submitted to Contest #32

Milan Boudreaux had never heard a sound as simple yet terrifying as the pop of the glass jar which had shattered into a thousand just pieces six-feet across his room. Sand fell upon his head. He braced for his mother’s reaction. This was the third time that she would walk into a room of sand which Milan couldn’t explain. She was stupefied as to why her son kept leaving heaps of sediment all over the floor of their shotgun house. Milan was too.  Strange things had been happening to him for nearly two years. Turning glass into sand brough...

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My Sister Stacy

Submitted to Contest #32

  The vintage red bat phone on my desk rings and I know before I pick it up, I’m going to be pissed. I bought it to provoke discipline-you know, a direct call to action, but lately the phone is an irritant. Instead of calling me on my cell, when he is going to be late, Steve calls the hot line. He thinks it lessens the blow. Since the law firm lost a partner, all I hear is “gotta keep making those billable hours.” I let it go to the answering machine. This way I have a sliver of a moment to believe it’s an aberrant salesperson trying to...

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A Rose Tipped Cigarette

Submitted to Contest #32

A slow and careful opening of Tom Jarvis’ office door meant it was best to assume a fixed downward stare. It was always junior employees who prolonged their entrance. Milling around in the doorway in that way that was so incredibly annoying to him. Tom would see how long he could keep ignoring them before they eventually had to speak out or risk upsetting their productivity for the day.            So as a limp knock was followed by yet another long protracted squeak and his office door b...

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No Problem

Submitted to Contest #32

Elana’s pencil rasped across her order pad as she half-listened to the family in front of her reciting their meal choices. This was a typical Wednesday night family: the workaholic husband that couldn’t stay off his phone, frazzled wife who had probably already dipped into that bottle of red she had promised herself not to finish that night, and two bundles of chaotic energy that felt the whole of the restaurant was their romper room. The smile Elana wore was like the rest of her uniform: slightly rumpled and askew. Her smile continued as th...

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Cage Match

Submitted to Contest #32

“You’ve got to spring us, man…You’ve got to spring us …”Jake looked up from his cleaning. “What?”“You heard me. Your boss is trying to kill us.” It was the parrot talking. Jake took this in. For what he knew of Loomer, this smelled true. “How do you know this?”“You are the first human to come back here… for a long time.”The canary chimed in. “Forgotten…”The parrot continued, “I’m Senor Sur. But you can call me Sur. The far cage holds Keets…”The parakeet looked up. “Nyuk, nyuk…” “…and Harry Canary.”Harry spoke up, “I prefer ‘Harry the Ca...

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By Any Other Name

Submitted to Contest #32

“Everyone please take your seats.”Students moved in a wild, mad scramble of books, bags and the scraping of chair legs on linoleum as students took their seats. The teacher, a man old beyond description, yet strong and majestic, stood at the head of the class, his hands held loosely behind his back. “As this is the first day of school and some of you are new here, please let me introduce myself,” He said in a most pleasant baritone timbre, “My name, as you can see on the blackboard, is Mr. Earlynn.” Several hands shot up, Mr. Early...

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Extraordinary World

Submitted to Contest #32

It was sweltering noon when the call came through. “Legion animal control services,” I heard Justin answer.The business did fairly well in tropical Durban, South Africa. The small city was edged by a beautiful sea, and flourished with thicket between the suburbs. It was animal heaven for us. We would get called out for some of the world’s finest wildlife that had skittered their way into people’s homes. Snakes were the most common. Run-ins with pesky monkeys were not too far behind.“A bird, you say?” Justin was asking. Simon and I looked ove...

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You're An Employee, Harry

Submitted to Contest #32

Harold was already late for the meeting. He had decided to take it slow today, have a nice cup of coffee at the café near work. As usual though, he got caught up in his head and ended up savouring the coffee for far too long."Damn my good taste," he cursed himself under his breath as he relished in the memory of the delicious Brazilian coffee that tantalized his mouth only moments before.He rushed to the elevator and pushed his floor, 23. He sighed and realized he would be late for the meeting if he waited for the elevator. He saw the number...

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Into the Volcano

Submitted to Contest #32

We were all sat around the breakfast table, like any other morning. Papa was muttering to someone on his phone while we all not-to-discreetly eavesdropped. Papa hung up, and we all remained silent, waiting for it. My sister moved her headphones off her ears.  "Walota thinks there has been a new hatch,"We didn't need to ask of what; papa was the best wrangler on the island.  "What breed?" asked mama. "Kura" he said; "and at least five eggs he thinks."I was too excited to stay quiet; "oohhhh that is my favourite kind. Can I have one ...

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Dragon Slayer

Submitted to Contest #32

It was half-past three on a typical Monday afternoon. Senna had just stepped back into the office after an indulgent afternoon snack of velvety biscuits and a smooth coffee. The assistant executive, Miranda, marched down the centre of the office with a mountain of paperwork in her arms. Her face was stiff and her eyes were sharp. As she passed Senna, she slammed a pile of work onto her desk, causing it to shake quietly for a moment as though it had just been hit by a tsunami. Senna flinched and directed a look of offence at her superior – sh...

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Dog Doc

Submitted to Contest #32

    I’m a vet, but no other vet does what I do, which is live animal trance mediumship.  My Veterinary Spiritual Dictionary defines trance as, “Being under the direct hypnotic control of an animal Influence,” It defines “Mediumship” as “the process by which an individual veterinarian acts as a channel for the animal spirit influences,” and X-Ray Clairvoyance as “a foyrm of clairvoyance which partakes of the X-Ray and seems to be objective. The vet that possesses this power is able to see the physical inside anim...

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The Crystal Shop

Submitted to Contest #32

“This one’s very nice,” I said, my pale hands grazing over a large amethyst crystal. “My father found it cave diving in Brazil.” I bit my lip, leaning my hips a bit over the counter. “Have you ever been there?” “No, I haven’t.” The man in front of me didn’t seem too comfortable with my suggestive antics. “Do you have any that look like this but are pink?” I ignored his question. “Neither have I. I would love to go, wouldn’t you? I’ve heard the skies are bluer than Heaven’s walls.” I leaned in just a bit farther over the counter, being able t...

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Gone for Good

Submitted to Contest #32

      Todd Harmon jumped down from the cab of his truck, landing on the pavement with a wince as his old knees protested the treatment. He straightened with another grimace of pain for his back, permanently griping after more than thirty years of sitting for hours each day. It was a situation as old as modern society, but somebody had to do the job he did, and the compensation for it had helped him to build a very nice life for himself and his family. He could have taken early retirement three years ago, but he ...

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