Gosh, a book club, how exciting Can we go? I don’t see why not. What time does it say? Ah, let’s see. Here it is, look It’s next week, Monday And in the evening Six o’clock – that’s perfect!
and so we both went it was great – reading more books heaven, pure heaven!
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For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a sign that says; “Book Club” – Meets every month- This sign is lit with sunlight coming through a window. In front of the sign there’s a vase with fresh flowers, a note book and a pen.
Everyone now knows that Peter Cushing was a great chauffeur: the Old One was sitting next to him grinning happily, while the two gargoyles were sitting backwards, being very careful not to scratch the upholstery, while looking around with their eyes peeled.
They had been in the lovely limo for several hours watching the many villages and little towns, since they were so much nicer than motorways, but now they were coming to a forest and it seemed right to stop.
‘So what’s here then,’ asked the red-head woman, as the two gargoyles proceeded to answer, while everyone else opened their doors and climbed out.
Scatty and Joan made a beeline to walk down to the river where it was clear and refreshing as both of them took a little sip, and a little more, where Joan explained that here in the cities, the water was often cloudy and opaque.
Meanwhile, Mr Cushing had been busy removing several deck chairs, a couple of small tables, and other useful things from the undercarriage of the limo; and soon Francis was happy reading another tome, while the Old One and Mr Cushing began to reminisce again.
Rather later, most of them went into the hamlet together, where they found a bar; but already here was the red-head woman who was in her element, she had been playing pool for more than an hour, winning everyone in sight, the next one, she said: ‘So pal, what do you think – double or quits, eh?
She has a new car, beautiful, really beautiful; and with her, a great friend. They drove through the evening to find a particular lake, it was almost a myth. But it’s there. They stopped. There was no one in sight. And there, she, the wonderful moon, towered over them. What could be better?
it’s a lovely night they decided to wade in; they’re skinny dipping!
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For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a car parked near the edge of a body of water. The door of the car is open. Behind the car is a small rise and we can see a huge spherical body/ moon rising behind that rise.
They all piled into the limo; the two gargoyles bagged the back, Francis was happy to lounge on the third row, and Joan and Scatty sat in the middle; the red head woman was clutching her big bag, and The Old One sat almost at the front: now they were ready to go.
‘How long will this take?’ asked Scatty, ‘will we need a hotel, perhaps?’– ‘honestly, don’t be silly,’ said the nearer gargoyle, ‘I estimate it’ll take six hours,’ while looking around at the chauffeur.
But before the chauffeur could speak, The Old One said: ‘I know who you are,’ as everyone turned to look at him; meanwhile the other gargoyle said: ‘well, we thought he was an actor, right from the start.’
The chauffeur glided to a stop, then turned around taking his shades off; ‘I have been an actor for many years, and yes, I’m not able to do it anymore, I’m not dead, nor a vampire, no, I’m an immortal, but never mind that.’
The Old One almost shouted: ‘you’ve been in many, many Dracula films haven’t you – and rather raunchy back in the day, but my favourite film (two actually) was the Doctor – you were Doctor Who.’
‘Oh yes,’ as he smiled back, ‘I remember that machine… the TARDIS, great wasn’t it,’ then The Old One added, ‘I had a bit part, I was an extra in that, I was a Dalek, no speaking part but I was very hostile and menacing… oh, happy days!’
Echo… echo… echo… There it goes again. She stopped and looked around. But nothing. She walked on, her thick boots keeping her warm, she had been in the mountains for some time, hoping that she might see a rare bird or too, but it was really something even more interesting… a mysterious legend, and maybe she’d find it. She was always earnest about everything… and there it goes again: echo, echo. She opened her bag, setting her equipment out, she wanted to get a shot.
an enigma, she thought and I’m going to find it since it’s a yeti
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For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a young woman, dressed warmly, standing on a snow-clad elevated piece of land, looking skyward. The sun is shining brightly and she looks ready to venture out with a bag on her shoulder.
Scatty had been waving a flyer about the fair, while running around from bedroom to bedroom, ‘come on, it’s only in the next town and we’re able to get there very easily – come on, a lovely fair – there will be all sorts of things… who’s in?’
‘What a wonderful idea,’ said The Old One, ‘I wear such style, of course, boot and suit required, don’t you think?’ as he began to hum.
Joan was also up for this, ‘I do hope they have dodgems and I’m great at playing catapult… come on, Francis, you’ll come, won’t you?’ as she looked down, but he was still reading, while lying on the chaise-longue.
He craned over to see the flyer, ‘give it to me,’ as he slowly sat up, ‘see the date… it was last week – it’s already gone,’ Joan and Scatty stared at it, ‘daft, both of you,’ said Francis.
‘Just as well,’ said the red-head woman, who had been packing everything into her big bag, plus a small suitcase which contained various goodies, ‘time to go back to Paris, anyone else?’
The two gargoyles had been busy using their phones, since it seemed that everyone would like to go back to Paris: they shouted, ‘the limousine would be arriving shortly – the car, the man and the dark shades… and here it is,’ the two of them said to each other, ‘he looks very familiar… isn’t he an actor?’ – ‘but I thought he was dead, still nothing new there!’
The Korpes File Series – Short Stories: Vol 1 by J. I. Rogers Some Day I’ll Fly Away by Linda Dutton Broken Ties (Realms of the Mist, #2) by Jude Itakali Natural Selection (Dawn of Humanity #3) by Jacqui Murray
The four vampires – Joan, Francis, Scatty and the Old One, the two gargoyles plus the red-head woman had been having a whale of a time for several weeks in that wonderful chateau, although some of them were becoming rather restless.
Georges, the manager, was also becoming a little fraught; he had been walking around the market earlier, where he happened to look up and who did he see, these two gargoyles were watching the game of boules just behind the high wall next to the chateau: I admit this crowd are more than weird, they are completely loopy but what can I do? (he thought).
Francis were still very happy reading all those beautiful books in the library, but he was not alone; Joan had read ‘A Tale of Two Cities’ by Charles Dickens and it was the second time too, but this time she felt it was less interesting and she read it half-heartedly now; instead she was looking out from the window, daydreaming about something else.
The Old One had been wondering what to do next – another movie or maybe Joan, or even the red head woman, could play Scrabble with me.
But the red-head woman had other plans.
Scatty had joined the two gargoyles on the tall wall; she watched the game for a bit, ‘boules, I can watch or not, not my favourite though, but look at this… admission is just 10 euros, shall we go?’ – the two gargoyles started to grin, ‘why not?’
Posted for The Unicorn Challenge, a magical challenge hosted by Jenne Gray and C E Ayr, where they provide a photo and we, in turn, provide up to 250 words.
she’s young she’s pretty and it’s almost Christmas she’s waiting on the train but soon she’ll be home
there will be packages and presents she will be thrilled and soon she will be brimming over but only when she’ll get off from the train
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For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a young girl looking out the window of a train carriage. She is wearing headphones over her ears. The girl is around 5-6 years old.
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