Archives for Fantasy

the snowvark

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Tales of the Imp – Meet the Imp

I have an imp on my shoulder. He’s always there, whispering malevolence into my ear. He’s three inches tall, with olive skin and two tiny horns on his forehead. His hair is bright red hair. His teeth are small and sharp. He reeks of burning sulphur, which like him, follows me everywhere. He says he’s here to protect me, that I am someone special. What can such a diminutive creature protect me from? He doesn’t answer my questions, but he enjoys telling me things. Like whom I should kill. I don’t listen to him. Not yet.
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Bingo Bango or: Carl the Smoking Unicorn Guide

 Tess looked at her hands and then looked at the charred bits of the wall, as parts of the wood paneling hung by splinters from the ceiling and gold embers cooled on the floor below. “What the hell was that?” she asked. “I don’t know,” whispered Max from where he stood, luckily out of the line of fire.  “You got mad and then these sparks started flying out of your fingertips.  Are you PMS-ing or something?” “Oh, shut up, Max.  Of course not,” she grumbled, but stared at her hands again.  “I don’t know what’s happening to me!” She didn’t
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