Knock

Story by Glen

Mal checked outside the door once again.

Nothing. The grass and brush were dead and the trees, if not dead, were dying. The bird carcass was still there, untouched.

He shut the door and relocked it, setting the chain, too.

It seemed like only minutes after he sat down in the comfy chair that it happened again.

The knob rattled and tried to turn.

Mal did not stir. Instead, he muttered, “I thought that there was nothing left alive out there . . .”

The rattling stopped. An equally soft voice replied, “If it helps any, you are right.”

The author of Knock is a long-term Fears’erer, Glen of Ask-De-Writer over on Tumblr. Cheers for the spookems man!

It’s three weeks late posting because I’m an idiot. I scheduled it for the wrong month and didn’t notice until Glen prompted me. Doh. Sorry, man.

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Le Cat

“When I was a kitten,” said Cat, “my parents would often say “Excuse my French” just after a swear word.”

“My mum and dad said the same,” sighed Dog.

“I think all parents do,” grumbled Cat. “I’ll never forget that first day at school when my teacher asked if any of us knew any French.”

Oof, the poor kitty. This wee kitten came from the missus. Her art’s still super popular here. Please do say hello to her on Twatter at @DonnaMStrachan and you can nobble her art prints (including this kitty) from Society6 and you can buy her a cuppa on Ko-fi.

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Laundry Day

She sat on the shelf in the basement. Watching in silence and always waiting. The human stood below her, with his pile of clean clothes. He picked up the stack and made his way upstairs. His toes found a dog toy and he wobbled. Gargoyle held her breath. He stumbled backwards, sending his clothes flying in every direction. The creature smiled as she watched it all unfold.

Oof, the poor fella. This mean critter came from the missus. Everybody loves her previous art here, so she gets tapped again for a drawing. You can say hello to her on Twatter at @DonnaMStrachan and you can nobble her art prints from Society6 and you can buy her a cuppa on Ko-fi.

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Occidental

Story by Sue

Seren woke feeling discombobulated. She recalled uncomfortable sensations of dry heat, crinkling popping noise and falling, dishevelled, broken.

She lay quite still assessing this situation: A soft voice murmuring, but only one voice. The rise and fall of the intonation soothed Seren. A silken blanket wrapped around her, lifting her.

Gentle expertise lowered her brokenness into a refreshing, warm bath. Perfumed aromas filled her spirit and she sighed.

Thoroughly relaxed, she focused on the voice until she was able, finally to hear; “After an accident Eastern Serendipity!”

Story by Sue of Connects.live Checkout Sues blog for her, almost, daily musings. Thanks for the tale, Sue!

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Mile Marker 26

Story by Ruth

All the silent letters gathered at the Overpass one day, roiling with discontent.

The First “R” in Sarsaparilla exclaimed, “We’re not being heard!”

“If you’re not going to use me, I’ll just go back to the herd,” said The “A” in Heard.

But another protest had already been scheduled for that morning. It was the Misunderstood Phrases Consortium.

“I suppose if a king were doing sit-ups, it would be correct, but please do not call me ‘Regime,’ said Fitness Regimen. “That’s not my name.”

If they’re all there, their tempers will be flaring! You’re sure to see your sentences in fragments.

Legend has it that it all went down at Mile Marker 26. All because they didn’t want to fall through the cracks.

This weeks collaboration was written by the one they call, Auntie Ruth. Two things that aren’t a crash of letters are her blogs. You can find her at grace-gratitude.blog and praypower4today.wordpress.com. Cheers, Ruth!

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Alfred the Snail

“I saw Alfred this morning,” noted Sprite.

“The snail?” asked Spectre. “What’s he up to nowadays?”

“He’s homeless,” replied Sprite. “He got evicted from his shell by a slimy landlord.”

“Oh, man, poor guy,” remarked Spectre. “How’s he taken it?”

“Better than expected,” said Sprite. “But he’s feeling a little sluggish.”

Alas, poor Alfred. Another illustration from the missus. Everybody loves her previous art here, so once again, she gets tapped for a drawing. You can check her art out and say hello to her on Twatter at @DonnaMStrachan and you can nobble her art prints from Society6 and you can buy her a cuppa on Ko-fi.

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Kitty Spin

Story by David

“The cat was mostly curious when I put it in the blender,” recounted Lucy.

Yuffie sobbed.

“It got ornery when I added the holy water, but the lid proved the stronger,” continued Lucy.

“How could you do that? What was going through your mind?” Yuffie moaned.

“You always say, fight fire with fire. You were catatonic. What else could I do?” Lucy demanded.

This weeks tale was spun (hah! Git it!) by David. You can check out their poetry and philosophical musings at davidiclineage.wordpress.com

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Battery Life

Art by Liz

“Dammit,” she grumbled as the screen of the tablet turned off.

Etta fumbled around in the kitchen drawer for a charger cable. She yanked the microwaves plug out of the wall and plugged in her tablet. She peered at her reflection in the screen waiting for the tablets power button LED to turn green.

“Hurry up and turn me on,” said her reflection. “We miss you already.”

This weeks art is by Liz of SeeLizBlogWithFriends. For some srsly spookems (and non-spookems) art, check out her site. With pics like Warped Sun, you can see why she’s right up my street.

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Grave Reading

Story by Marge

Cleric walked into the conference room. Dragon was there, by her illusory fireplace, reading.

Cleric walked over and tried to see over Dragon’s shoulder. “What are you reading?”

“Today’s newspaper.” Dragon pointed at the picture on the page she was reading. “Look. There are ads in here for burial plots.”

Cleric scoffed. “That’s the last thing you need.”

The story, Dragon and Cleric by Marge of margecutter.wordpress.com. An enjoyable visitation to her Sunday stories characters. If you fancy meeting her characters again, head on over to her blog for weekly tales of fantasy, dwarves and ponies.

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Hair Dressed

“I think bangs would look good,” remarked Steph as her scissors danced around Becky’s hair.

“Watch it!” gasped Becky as the scissors nicked her ear.

A rumble came from the basement. “Sorry,” sighed Steph. “They always get rowdy when they can smell blood.”

Shout out to the missus today for lending me a vampire illustration for this story. Once again, I was faffing about for a horror image and everybody loved her last painting, so hey, she’s back again this week. You can check her art out and say hello to her on Twatter at @DonnaMStrachan and you can nobble her art prints from Society6 and you can buy her a cuppa on Ko-fi.

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