Long slender ears twitched and turned seeking any movement in the underbrush. The boy covered his mouth to trap a sneeze. “Shh!” she hissed. “You want to get us caught?”
“Sorry,” he whispered back. “I’m not used to being #hunted by #anthropomorphic rabbits!”
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Andrea Crossett — 09/05/22
2WP Migration #brave & #tasty
He lifted the spoon to his lips, the aroma turning his stomach. The cook’s eyes bored into him, daring him to refuse. Cal smiled and forced it into his mouth. He was not that #brave. He twisted his fist into his thigh, eyes watering.
“Mmm,” he said. “#Tasty.”
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Andrea Crossett 09/04/22
2WP Migration #well & #peer
He sat on the edge of the #well, #peering into the dim.
“Making a wish?” John asked, climbing up beside him.
“Just thinking.”
“About what?”
“The kid who fell in.”
John was quiet a moment, dangling his feet over the side.
“I don’t remember that.”
“You will.”
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Andrea Crossett — 09/04/22
2WP Migration #bare & #start
The air above the stream was moist, cool and so enticing on a hot afternoon. The boy unlaced his shoes and stood to wiggle his #bare toes in the water. “Are you going in or aren’t you?” He caught his breath with a #start, his heart pounding. Cornelius was back. #2WordPrompt
Andrea Crossett — 09/04/22
2WP Migration #perplexed & #intolerant
She stalked the stacks, weaving past ancient tomes shelved so low no one noticed them anymore. Periodically, a patron would catch sight of her and pause, #perplexed at her appearance. Years alone had made her #intolerant of people. She preferred the quiet of books. #2WordPrompt
Andrea Crossett — 09/02/22
2WP Migration #birthday & #tea
“Happy #birthday,” she sang, setting the steaming cup in front of him.
“I hate birthdays,” he muttered.
“Come on,” she said, sinking into her seat. “I’ll let you egg the premier’s car.”
He paused. “That does sound like fun.”
“Drink your #tea.”
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Andrea Crossett — 08/31/22
2WP Migration #valkyrie & #counterattack
The #valkyrie walked the field of the dead, the spirits of soldiers falling into line behind her.
“Where are we going?” a man far too young to be fighting asked.
“Home.”
“But what about the bomb? Will they #counterattack?”
“That’s no longer your concern.”
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Andrea Crossett — 08/31/22
2WP Migration #defense & #dark
“No!” he hissed, slamming the flashlight against his palm. “Come on!”
The beam flickered and returned, his only #defense against the #dark. Dawn was still hours away. The ancient D-cells would never last that long. He had to keep moving; he had to find the others.
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Andrea Crossett — 08/30/22
2WP Migration #country & #mutant
The toadstool had been growing deep in the back #country for as long as anyone could remember. It was a local oddity, an urban myth. Then it vanished. For a generation it was gone. When it returned, tall as an oak, news of the #mutant mushroom began to spread.
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Andrea Crossett — 08/28/22
2WP Migration #scream & #rescue
The cabinet popped open. A cascade of pebbles poured onto the floor. The boy looked closer, covering his mouth to muffle the #scream. It was the tooth fairy’s horde, ivory and irregular, some still caked in blood. All thoughts of #rescue fled. He had to save himself.
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Andrea Crossett — 08/28/22
Infinite Monkey Theorem 