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Everyday Drabbles #246: Birdcall

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The call came through the dark woods. A series of high trills, two long, one short. Hidden under a tall tree, the two commandos nodded to each other. That was the signal.
They crept through the underbrush, heading inexorably towards their target while maintaining their stealth. The signal meant the coast was clear. They’d be able to place the explosives without being seen, but they had a short window to get in and out. Everything was going according to plan.
High above them, the little songbird called again and alighted from its branch, unaware of what was about to unfold.

 
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Everyday Drabbles #245: Danse Macabre

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I knocked on the door of my advisor’s office at magic college.
“You wanted to see me, Professor?”
“Yes, come in. I’ve been reviewing your application to pursue a double major, and I want you to clarify something for me,” He said.
“Is there a problem?”
“Necromancy and Bardic Studies.” He said, looking over the form. “How do you plan to apply these fields practically?”
“Necromancers raise the dead, and bards entertain the living, right? And even the dead can dance.”
“So this would be for performance?”
“I’m going to be the most metal bard of all time!” I exclaimed.

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Everyday Drabbles #201: Call Me, Kathleen Kennedy

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The jury forebeing read out the verdict. “We find the defendant guilty on all counts.” The courtroom was filled with gasps of shock.
The presiding judge of Coruscant Youngling Court banged his gavel for silence.
“I have no choice but to sentence this defendant to ten years hard labor in the Spice Mines of Kessel.”
“Objection I have,” The Defense attorney said. “Merely shoplifting the crime is. A promising future this young one has. Overly harsh this penalty is.”
The judge sneered down at the defense team. “Galactic Republic law increases the penalty for crimes involving the Use of Force.”

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Fiction: Spirit of the Lamp

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He rubbed the lamp and closed his eyes.
“I wish for a million dollars,” He said.
“It will be done,” the Genie said, and disappeared.
The money, and the spirit, reappeared a few minutes later. The man picked up one of the stacks of bills and it sprayed him with pink paint.
“Where did this come from?” he asked, afraid he already knew the answer.
“Robbed a bank. Human security has really improved in the last five hundred years.”
“But I didn’t wish for that!”
“Did you think I just snap my fingers and the money appears out of nowhere?”

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