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worldofwords) wrote2019-09-29 09:58 pm
worldofwords) wrote2019-09-29 09:58 pm
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Six Sentence Sunday
I'd forgotten to give this thing credit, but this concept is gleefully stolen from alexseanchai who probably just as gleefully stole it from elsewhere.
Also: any of these pieces once posted are open to sponsor, for the time being. PM me for wordcount and price, and I will happily oblige.
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The instructor’s amused laughter reached my ears, “Up, Shifter. On your feet.”
I tried to move, couldn’t, tried again, and this time managed to scramble, rather gracelessly, to my feet. Why this particular instructor called me ‘shifter’, I could never figure out. Oh sure it fit me to some degree, but I’d never allowed anyone else to call me that. Especially in…wait, there *wasn’t* anyone else in the room…or was there?
alexseanchai who probably just as gleefully stole it from elsewhere.Also: any of these pieces once posted are open to sponsor, for the time being. PM me for wordcount and price, and I will happily oblige.
***
The instructor’s amused laughter reached my ears, “Up, Shifter. On your feet.”
I tried to move, couldn’t, tried again, and this time managed to scramble, rather gracelessly, to my feet. Why this particular instructor called me ‘shifter’, I could never figure out. Oh sure it fit me to some degree, but I’d never allowed anyone else to call me that. Especially in…wait, there *wasn’t* anyone else in the room…or was there?