"Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"

A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.

"We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"

A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.

Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.

#microfiction #MastoPromp

Flowers lay by the door of the #crypt.
Golden sunlight dappled its stone walls.
The sun would set thousands of times.
Its stones would erode against wind and rain.
A hundred years would pass before the queen's #return.
But her reign would continue.
Her immortal people awaited her rebirth.
There was no need to #brood, nor even say #goodbye,
Simply, "See you soon."

#MastoPromp #vsspoem #MicroPrompt #vss365 #MicroFiction

color and sound waves
the matrix of creation
Music for the soul...

#MastoPromp - matrix

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It's not
that the world
was better
– it wasn't -
but things
were different
a century ago,
right on the cusp
of programmable
computers

#smallpoems for #mastopromp
#etmooc2

The terrifying beast yawns
Razor sharp teeth and claws
That can tear and rend
But sits still in the moment
Curled up in my lap

#MastoPromp #wordoftheday
#beast #CatsOfMastodon #shortpoems #Poetry

I really need a better cue for posting my #AdventPrompt than it being bedtime. *Yawn*

Anyway, for day 15 the #tea was a repeat of "Chai Charge" which remains nice but not my fave wintery rooibos.

For the #writingprompt, we're keeping it simple: "Things were going well. Until they weren't."

#MastoPromp #writing

Today's #mastopromp word is CRISP. From Fortune's Favor.

Heavy watertight doors opened and then closed behind her each time as the trundle descended into a basement garage two levels below the street. Caralys stepped out into cool air, white concrete walls as thick as she was tall providing both security and comfort. She lifted her bejeweled left hand to her face. “Assistant, where is the Guardian?”
“The Guardian is in his salia,” a crisp voice replied. “Four Guild members are present.”