Pluto Wolnosci
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Founder of the Collecting Dodo Feathers community. Creator. Follow me:
Stories (25/0)
Ephemerals
She wasn’t quite sure what this creature was—a giant squirrel? a small bear?—The most recent incursion had shaken her head a bit and it took awhile for the clanking of metal to fully register. For a moment she thought it might be a malformed goat—belled as they often were, tasty musical morsels—but then the sun glinted off the armor and there was no doubt. The royal children of any real age had been spent. They had loosed the last and youngest in a final, last ditch effort to roust her from the mountains.
By Pluto Wolnosci2 years ago in Fiction
Pet Sound
"But let’s talk about it." He pulled the familiar green and black cardboard out of the glove compartment and stuffed the white cassette in the deck. I couldn’t help tsking, “Can’t we put on some real rock & roll?” as the perfectly blended male voices filled the station wagon.
By Pluto Wolnosci2 years ago in Beat
Spleeny
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Through the fog mull the light flickered, taunting across the half-mile river we called a lake. All else a sheet of gray, with that pinprick of light. Cussid shack no small bother for me.
By Pluto Wolnosci2 years ago in Fiction