Tag: short story
member name: Vivian A.
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March 28, 2008 11:10 AM EDT --
Wriggling my toes, I watched the sand trickle out like those in an hourglass. The goosebumps on my arms stood like mountain peaks as I dug my feet deeper back into the fading warmth . . .
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August 27, 2007 05:53 PM EDT --
Carolyn stepped back onto the cool grass. The black silk of her skirt swished against the blades.
“Mommy…can we go now?” came a quiet voice. . . .
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December 03, 2007 11:24 AM EST --
Pantomime
Cool winds whipped at skirts, jackets and hats alike. The pleasant autumn afternoon suddenly turned and everyone scuttled along their way making . . .
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April 16, 2008 11:00 PM EDT --
Welcome to everyone who is joining or thinking of joining. This group, Tall Tales was an inspiration born out of my love of the tale. The space that holds such diametrically opposed authors as Twain and . . .
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October 18, 2008 07:45 PM EDT --
Bronze Medal Winner, written by Pat S.
Andrea studied herself in the full-length mirror, then leaned close, turning her head from side to side, checking her face from every angle. . . .
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October 12, 2008 06:46 PM EDT --
In an attempt to simplify the process of questions and answers I have set up this thread. That way we don't need to ferret through a dozen Wombat threads to find the answer to a question asked 5 days . . .
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October 12, 2008 06:12 PM EDT --
Autumn leaves crunching
Shrieking spirits chill the bones
Souls seek, refuge breaks
Once again I call forth the Wombats to gather around . . .
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October 25, 2008 03:31 PM EDT --
This entry was written by ML S., Mike
Duncan Josephson stood before the massive wood doors wondering how life ever brought him to this place. Many long years of toil in dust filmed . . .
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October 12, 2008 06:08 PM EDT --
Autumn leaves crunching
Shrieking spirits chill the bones
Souls seek, refuge breaks
Once again I call forth the Wombats to gather around . . .
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