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Everyday Drabbles #1040: Cocoon

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She felt the change come upon her and cocooned herself, hiding in a safe and hidden spot hanging from a hard to reach branch.
Once she was secure and the imperative could no longer be ignored, she let herself go.
She dreamed of what she might become. She didn’t know if she would be beautiful, or graceful, or terrible or powerful. She didn’t know if she would have jewel-scaled wings or poisonous dust. She didn’t know if she would have barbs or fangs or fuzzy antenna. She didn’t know what the change would be.
So she decided she’d take everything.

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Tales of the Freelance Hunters: Season One – Blocked!

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Hello Readers!

For the next few months, I’ll be showcasing stories from my Fantasy Adventure Series, “The Freelance Hunters,” in this space on Sundays. The Freelance Hunters are three adventurers making a living taking the jobs honest heroes won’t touch, and smart mercenaries avoid. The first collection of their exploits, Spells and Delivery, will be coming out in print and ebook in Spring of 2024.
Blocked! was originally published in Bards and Sages Quarterly in April, 2013.

Blocked!

Joachim Verne strained under the weight of the heavy stone block. His massive six-foot-six frame tensed, his boots slid back along the dusty floor and he grunted as the grind of stone on stone reverberated through the passage. It was the first time in millennia that it had done so. The block was as big as he was, but it was a bit closer to chalked spot in the center of the room.

“Any progress on the translations, Magus?” He took a break and wiped the sweat from his brow. He eyed the petite woman up and down. She was just over half his height, which made her average for her people. Glory looked up from the corner where she huddled with her manuscripts under a hovering ball of dim light.

“A bit. This ancient writing is a bit of a bugbear, but we were right about this chamber being a test. Although I still say that the mechanisms have worn down, the basic function should still be intact, if Bingo’s assessment was correct.”

“It is!” Called a high, piping voice from out of sight down the tunnels. Their lookout and trap-finder was watching the stairs. As far as they could tell, the Goblin tribe squatting closer to the surface hadn’t followed them down this far. They regarded the lower portions of the temple as either cursed or sacred. It hadn’t been clear which, but for the moment they were past pursuit. Getting back to the surface might prove to be a problem, however.

“So what can you tell me?” Joachim asked, taking a breath. Hidden below the earth, the chamber had resisted the flow of time, but the intricate carvings meant nothing to the warrior.  All he knew was that a set of giant stone blocks rested on the floor and that he could move them. He left the rest to his cohorts.

“I think I’ve figured out the puzzle. This is a test of strength, and I think that word is ‘cunning,’ but it was some kind of religious festival for a god unknown in the modern era. This could be huge. We could crack the mystery of all the ancient ruins that dot Elanterra! We could be heroes! I could get tenure!” Her normally calm, restrained tones practically quivered with excitement. Wizards. The former sellsword set his shoulder back against the block and began again. It must have been expertly cut to slide as it did against the stone floor.

“If that’s the case,” he grunted. “Why am I doing the pushing?”

She giggled. “Because you’re the big strong human, right? There’s still some lingering magic here. I hesitate to move the blocks by will. That, I suspect, would be cheating.”

“Of course.” He gave the stone block another shove.

“It says here that those worthy would be brought into the sanctum of the holy idol, the ideal form, the great one! We might even find an inscribed name! Do you realize what this means?”

“Not really, but I hope it’s not poison gas.” He gave a final push, and there was the faint click of a pressure plate. He tensed, waiting to be ‘brought into the presence of god’ through violent means, but the chug of ancient counterweights merely opened a hidden door in the far wall. Glory, excited as a schoolgirl, dashed through the opening. Choking dust filled the room, but it was harmless. Joachim waited for it to clear until he heard his partner scream.

“Glory!” Joachim called after her and dived into the inner chamber. He found her sitting on the floor, breathing and uninjured, but looking up in horror at the altar at the center of the room.

“This? This is the pure form the ancients idolized? I can’t publish with this! I’ll be a laughingstock!” Joachim looked up at the idol and laughed. Upon the altar was the perfect form of a stone cube.

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Everyday Drabbles #1039: Wings

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They guided him to what they believed to be his destiny by placing walls in his path. Rather than leading him by the hand, they slowly and surely bricked up every other road he could take.
Better, they said, to ready him for what was to come in life than to let him get tangled in distractions. He should have his feet firmly on the ground, and keep his head out of the clouds.
But he knew that the path they had set him on didn’t lead to his destination.
Instead of walking the labyrinth, he grew wings and flew.

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Everyday Drabbles #1038: Christmas Decorations

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Every year, the Christmas displays went up earlier and earlier. He didn’t mind, exactly, but he worried that folks were entering the holidays with the wrong spirit.
The town had had an influx of new residents, many with more diverse backgrounds, and there had been a push by some residents to keep the town’s ‘traditional values.’ The decorations felt less like a celebration and more of a declaration of intent.
Retailers were pushing things forward too, bringing out plastic candy canes and strings of lights earlier every year.
Was it so much to ask to leave space for Independence Day?

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Everyday Drabbles #1037: The Squirrel

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The squirrel sat on the branch and looked out at the falling snow. In a few weeks, he would curl up in the bole of a tree and sink into warm hibernation for a few months, emerging into a new spring.
But for now, he had to sit and freeze. His mind remembered the dim echo of sitting in front of a roaring fire as snow swirled outside a thickly insulated window.
His new claws, although adept at climbing and leaping, had forgotten the trick of making things.
It was one of the few times he regretted the witch’s bargain.

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The Resurrectionist

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“I need some fast gold, and I heard you were the man to talk to.”
The stranger in the tavern looked up at me. There was a weighing look in his eyes. “Sign the contract, and you get your gold,” he said.
“And then?”
“At the time of your death, which may be many years from now, I’ll take possession of the body.”
“But how will you find it?” I asked.
He grinned wolfishly. “Don’t worry about that. I have my ways.”
I hesitated, but what choice did I have? I took the pen and donated my body to necromancy.

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Everyday Drabbles #1035: Endless Summer

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That summer seemed to last forever, packed with golden afternoons, soft breezes, and gentle rain that fell overnight as the town slept.
August came and went, with weather as perfect as a postcard. When school resumed, they had to run the air conditioners all through September. The leaves fell in 80-degree heat, leaving the birds unsure weather to migrate or not. Children trick-or-treated without jackets for the first time in living memory.
People commented on the fine weather, but didn’t start to worry until November arrived without snow in the forecast.
We didn’t find the weather control machine until December.

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Everyday Drabbles #1034: Celestials

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As a child, her mother told her stories of the Celestials. To keep her entertained as they pulled what they could from the polluted earth, she told them of the magic people and their sky cities.
When her mother lay dying, sick and poisoned, she told the stories back to her.
She’d never believed her mother’s stories. But she followed the strange light in the sky to a strange silver craft and the beautiful people who emerged.
They looked as human as herself.
She sneaked aboard the ship, vowing to discover the truth and lay her mother’s soul to rest.

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Everyday Drabbles #1033: Bucket List

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After he came home from the doctor’s office, he made the list.
He carefully examined each potential entry, weighing their pros and cons, and considering what was necessary and what was superfluous. Then he saved it and sent it out.
He expected to be nervous, but completing the list felt freeing, like he’d let go of something he’d been holding onto for a long time. The next day, he received an email from the reviews editor. His article was approved. He had always wanted to be published in that fishing magazine, and they had agreed to publish his bucket list.

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Everyday Drabbles #1032: Stranded

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He woke up in a field with a crisp, blue November sky overhead. The door between the worlds of the living and the dead only opened one night a year, and now he was trapped on the wrong side.
He shambled into town, looking like a college kid making a walk of shame in costume. He caught bemused and pitying looks from the mortals, but they’d figure out what he was soon enough.
In a strip mall, workers hung decorations of Santa Claus and his reindeer. Perhaps, he thought, he could hide out and catch a ride home with them.

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