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Sand Witches / The Coven's Day at the Beach (Inanimate TF) Sunny’s broom raised a swirl of sand as she dropped out of the sky, a big grin on her face. “Oh, just look at it!” she cried, hopping off, “It’s delightful!” The beach sprawled before her like something out of a postcard, all soft sand and spiraling shells and sandcastles. Up in the sky, the sun punched its way through a couple of clouds that looked like they’d been painted on to keep things interesting, while seagulls squawked with an innocence that belied their instinctive hate of humanity. It was a pretty picture, all in all. (Though most pictures would have excluded the couple rawdogging in the cover of their windbreak.) As Sunny savored the scene, from behind her came the v-v-vroom of an approaching broom, followed a moment later by the sharp tuts of her eldest sister’s disdain. “Delightful?” said Luna, looking down from the vantage of her broomstick with the air of a particularly stuck-up cat. “It looks disgusting.
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Bizarre Day 7
Bizarre Day 7 “Mom?” The woman at the door reached down and lifted Geri into a hug. “Oh, you're getting so big.” She let out a slight moan as she put Geri back down. “Funny, Mom. Why are you here?” “You are getting bigger. When you first told me you had turned into a little girl, the picture you sent me was of a girl of about eight years old. You are taller now. And heavier. I won't have many more chances to pick you up.” “I'd prefer if you didn't.” “Oh, don't be like that. Between you and your brother Roy I never had a chance to spoil a little girl. Nor pick her up and squeeze her tight.” Geri mumbled about that part feeling nice but Mom did not press her on it. “How is Roy?” “Same old. He and Vera are expecting their first child, yet another boy I hear. My second grandchild.” “Second?” “Well, look at you. I can't introduce you to anyone as my daughter. I'd have been in my fifties when you appear to have been born. So you are my first grandchild, George's little girl. Yet
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The Apprentice
The Apprentice
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The striped sundress fluttered listlessly into the chair and didn’t move. As far as Mina knew, it wouldn’t ever move again. Kind of a pity.
The woman leering over her couldn’t have looked more delighted. “Excellent my dear!” She squealed. Her eyes were darting between Mina and the dress as if there were diamonds falling out of them. “I had a feeling that between the two of you, you would be the one to take my offer. I have so much to teach you…”
There she was monologuing again. Mina was hardly going to pay attention to that. Ever since the woman suddenly appeared in
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. Something about the expressions just caught my eye, and before too long, I found myself sitting on five thousand words.
MC filter may be overcautious, only I might have gone a bit overboard in the bit with the wire and rug.
. Something about the expressions just caught my eye, and before too long, I found myself sitting on five thousand words.MC filter may be overcautious, only I might have gone a bit overboard in the bit with the wire and rug.
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I liked this a lot, but parts of it were confusing. When Maureen said "You could shrink me", and Emily agreed, they never discussed how long Maureen would stay shrunk for, but in the rest of the story it seemed like the change is long-term or even permanent. Maybe I'm missing some background context -- is it part of a setting where shrinking is widely known to be a permanent spell? If so, there should be a link to other stories in that setting, at least, and probably a little bit of exposition for the benefit of readers who haven't read those other stories.