Aug
10
2016
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#WednesdayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “Apprentice’s Stairs”

After walking for an hour, the old wizard stopped before a rocky canyon with stairs that open up into the mountains.

“Okay boy, you want to be my apprentice?” After the young man nodded, the wizard continued. “Then walk up the stairs.”

“That’s it?” asked the young man.

The wizard didn’t answer, but got out his pipe and leaned against the rock face to smoke.

The young man climbed the stairs. After an hour, the young man almost ran into the wizard. Looking around, he realize he was at the beginning of the stairs.

“Now we begin, my young apprentice.”

Today’s inspiration, we check back in with our old wizard and his apprentice. Enjoy!
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Jan
29
2016
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#FridayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “The Apprentice’s Fire”

The old wizard and his new apprentice inched up the raging forest fire.

“Master!” yelled the apprentice, covering his face from the heat. “What are we doing here!”

“Lesson, my boy!” answered the old wizard. “Not only can we summon the elements, we can do the opposite. Give it a try! Reverse the spell!”

The young apprentice lowered his hands from his face and held them to the fire. The apprentice said the words of the spell in reverse and the fire leapt into his hands. The old wizard joined in and they both put out the forest fire together.

Thanks to today’s inspiration, we ask if wizards can be fire fighters. I answer, why not?
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Written by BigGator5 in: Fiction | Tags: , , ,
Nov
13
2015
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#FridayFiction: #100WordChallenge | “The Demon’s Wheel”

As the old wizard was showing his new apprentice around the grounds, they came to an interesting spinning wheel. It squeaked every two seconds or so.

“Master, what is that?”

“I honestly don’t know. Even my master seemed to be at a lost.” said the wizard as he turned to the young man. “He was told long ago not to stop it and pray it would not stop. You see, my young apprentice, even I don’t know everything-”

Suddenly, the squeaking stopped. Both the wizard and the apprentice looked up together at the wheel as it came to a stop.

This morning I woke up to an image, and I was at a loss as to what I was looking at. All I know, and this information came only from the image’s file name, is that it’s a wheel. Some days, we are just never going to get the answers. So that is what I went for: The I Don’t Know What It Is Wheel, Of Why The Hell Is It Spinning?
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