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After Eight Moments…

  . And she so loved himMade a gown from his sweet warmthWore it every day.       If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on bright yellow lilies.

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Don’t you dare…

. . Don’t you wantTo brushA curious fingerAcross my soft petals?Let your noseBe guided ByMy vibrant fragrance?Aren’t you,Tempted, to stepOne step closerTo my carnivorous heart?While, withA thousand Tender tendrils,I strap myselfOnto you? I’ll onlyWarn you once…Don’t you dareCome any closer!     Meek attempt at Fandango new Story Starter Challenge. 

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Appetite… (FFF July 9th)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Appetite… (FFF July 9th)

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While in Paris… – FFFC

. It was that time of the evening, when the rocking chair started to make the wooden floor squeak. Soon, Clarisse would help her grand mother into bed, and head downstairs, to her own apartment. She enjoyed these quiet moments spent with her Nonna. Many didn’t understand her dedication to the old lady, but it…… Continue reading While in Paris… – FFFC

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La cure… (July 2nd FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading La cure… (July 2nd FFF)

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It’s the little things…

. It’s really the little things that matter in life. At least, I think so. We’re going through a humid heat wave, here in Montréal. Not the first one this summer, and certainly not the last either. Yesterday, Chéri expressed the will to sip on a slush (very unsuspected, since neither of us have a…… Continue reading It’s the little things…