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Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 18th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “pack/peck/pick/pock/puck.” Use one or use ’em all for bonus points—it’s up to you! Enjoy!

As usual a song jump out at me:

Decades ago I was in this community musical. Just chorus, but it was so fun. Oliver songs make me so happy. Even if singing about poverty, codependency, and stealing don’t seem appropriate topics to have any glee about.

Peck and puck are left over. But Shakespeare did give us the hockey puck, yes?🤣 Okay, be nice.  I do have chickens who could peck… the seeds at your feet. Why didn’t this stream take me anywhere? Guess I’ll just pack it in now.

Inktober 2021, Pick


Well, the story has taken some weird turns today. Wish I knew where it is going. Without further ado here’s today’s installment.

As Crystal stood in the fresh air behind the theater, she felt it happen. She knew what to expect. Time to choose. “I pick you.” She pointed to the fan who had assisted her in getting out.

The fan knew it meant she should protect Crystal at all cost. She stood proudly. There was no greater honor.

Finally, the pressure gave way in an explosion of sorts. The crowd of people surrounding them were instantly transformed into animals. Some the fan recognized, some were beings no one had ever seen before.

Crystal became small, a tiny lizard. The fan scooped up Crystal and held her carefully in her hands.

The animals wandered away. Most were hungry so they headed for the nearby woods.

Now isolated Crystal began to grow. Soon her protector couldn’t contain her. The fan wrapped her ward in her sweatshirt . Soon even that wasn’t enough. “Crystal what can I do?”

The lizard grew large enough to hold the fan on her back. Then she ran toward the candy-striped guard shack. Maybe her friend the watchman could help them.

Crystal nearly dropped her fan as the scene that awaited them was a pool of blood with a pick axe leaning against the shack wall. Where was her friend?

The fan pointed toward another building where the bloody footprints led.

“We need to find a safe place for you. Let’s try the warehouse over there until we feel safe.”

Crystal was now nearly as large as the guard shack. The warehouse would be best.

Though the door was locked, Crystal used her front legs as arms and broke the lock. They went in and found a corner to rest in.

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Now for the #Inktober2021 ink.

Some scary stuff but at least a hero is safe for the moment.

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