French Toast's published ficlets
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The Wizard and the House, Cont.
The room was small, with a rough looking wooden bed in the corner. A small dresser with a cloudy mirror and a pitcher of wate…
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The Wall, Cont. "The Wizard and the House"
Suddenly, the thick wooden door in the wall creaked open and a tiny, wizardish looking man shuffled out. With surprising spee…
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The Wall. Continued. (Sequel to "Dream.")
“What be-” I was beginning to ask, when I saw something come out of the forest. It was like hands, floating in the air and co…
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The Wall. (Sequel to "Dream.")
“Follow me.” the girl said. I raised my eyebrows as she strolled off down the narrow, winding path, but when she turned out o…
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The Boy who Cried wolf... But better!
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Dream. (Cont.)
White doesn’t go with these shorts, I thought, trying my luck. The sweatshirt turned a deep blue color. I slipped it over m…
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Bubble Girl (Cont.)
The girl’s interpalm communicator chimed. She held her hand up to face the sky. The bluish hologram of her mother’s head and …
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Dream.
I lay down in my small twin bed, my big feet hanging over the edge. I stared at the ceiling above me in the darkness. Turning…
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My Grandparents lake
I miss the lake. I really, honestly do. My Grandparents used to live on a glorious lake, with inlets and marshes. Our uncle w…
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Bubble Girl
The girl trotted on her scruffy spotted pony to the edge of the dome, the pony’s hooves stirring up a cloud of brown dust on …
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Stone that moves
James, his parents and older sister, Susan had booked a small, fourth floor apartment for two weeks in a building across the …
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A child among giants
The first marching band marched by, perfectly in time with each beat of the drums’ cadence. The little girl watched rapt from…
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Sequel to "Preaching at the corner of Clark and Waveland"
But sometimes, even when it seems like there’s no chance it could happen to you, someone listens. Maybe it’s the outsider, ma…
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