Still nothing to write about. I could write about work, but I don't do that as a blanket rule, so I will write fiction for half an hour again.
Let's see what the prompts bring today, maybe continue on from the teenage man-cave of yesterday.
The cards I've picked are:
Archetypes: The Storyteller
Enchanted Map Cards: Flying
Cards Against Humanity: Instead of coal, Santa now gives bad children...? A windmill full of corpses.
Oblique Strategies: The inconsistency principle
I wonder what happened to our once near perfect child, our little storyteller. He used to sit at the end of the kitchen island, telling his tales with the exuberance of a labrador. Our smart, sweet child, who wanted to be a pilot, once he worked out he couldn't fly, which he tried so hard to do.
He worked
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