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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 73, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 8 months ago
On the Case
I let out the first breath of smoke. Apart from wrinkling her nose, the dame don’t seem ta care. A promising sign.
“So lemme see if I got this straight. You want me to find a stolen bracelet, […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 71, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 9 months ago
A Final Goodbye
There’s static on the line. I wish I could be there, hold her, but it’s not like the good old days. Things change, that’s the way of the world, and not all “progress” is good. I tell meself to […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
Beautiful language in this story
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
This was very enjoyable, loved the little details
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
You can feel the longing in this one
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
A most enjoyable tale
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
This was really well done, very enjoyable
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
I loved the back and forth banter in this
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 62, on the site Microcosms 7 years, 11 months ago
Craftmanship
The sole illumination to the dingy room emanated from dying embers of the forge, yet it was enough for Dr. Lermk to continue his work. In sooth, the physicker was so well versed in his arts that […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 40, on the site Microcosms 8 years, 4 months ago
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109 words
The WakeAt the summons, we’d all come. The room was crowded, with seating difficult, due to ancient feuds and simmering rivalry, but out of respect for the old count, we’d all […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 20, on the site Microcosms 8 years, 9 months ago
Starting Over
“Da, it’s a whole new world! A new opportunity, we’d be mad not to take it!”
His father continued down the field, though the placid beast required minimal supervision.
“We ain’t going, and […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 15, on the site Microcosms 8 years, 10 months ago
Feathered Fiend
Flaknerk waddled through the leaf litter quacking.
“Of all the forms that accursed prophet could bind me in, why did it have to be this?”
Over the centuries, the demon prince had tried […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 9, on the site Microcosms 8 years, 11 months ago
Draconic Dreams
Far below the ocean waves is the demense of Phương Ngọc the water dragon. Deep in slumber she lies, on a bed of sunken pirate gold.
Long may she rest! For it is foretold that when Phư […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 8, on the site Microcosms 8 years, 12 months ago
Don’t Come a Courting
Maid I be, but not for thee.
I yearn to travel; watch the miles unravel.
There’s more to see than mere embroidery.
Bred to be meek, but it’s adventure I seek.
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 5, on the site Microcosms 9 years ago
Love Letter to Herself
In frustration the scribe thumbed through the manuscript again, hoping inspiration would strike. He had studied the parchment for months, but unable to translate even the smallest […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 3, on the site Microcosms 9 years, 1 month ago
Not from round these parts, are you?
“Turn ’round, Gringo. Nice and slow. Keep your hands still.”
Glikka licked its eyes in excitement. They mistook this form for human! How serendipitous! Pausing a moment […]
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Dave James Ashton commented on the post, Microcosms 2, on the site Microcosms 9 years, 1 month ago
Final Farewells
Lieutenant Jeffers crawled over the trench, ill-trusting the Germans to respect a flag of truce, even though they also used it to gather their wounded.
As he wormed his way through the mud […]
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