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 |  Fire and Blood |
 Targaryen Musings "Game of Thrones"  -- Notes of StephBee   House Targaryen from playing Games of Thrones, April 2024.
FELLOW 2024 DRAGONS: iKïyå§ama  JACE  Choconut  GERVIC 🐉 WDC Dragon Vale  StaiNed-  The Game involved visiting places like: The House of Black & White, The North Remembers, The Endless Night, Westeros, King's Landing.
Challenges included: Writing - Poems, Flash Fiction, Short stories Reviewing - 1500 characters not counting WDC ML. Interactive Chapters Birthday/Account Anniversaries Activities Cheer points and Tedious Citadel Tasks. All activities are recorded in this Game of Thrones Blog. House Targaryen came in 2nd Place! Enjoy the productivity of this blog! |
| Note: Daily Flash Fiction entry for 4/4/2024 WINNER! For the Daily Flash Fiction 4/42024!
The Key Word Count: 294 She left her key behind. He stared at it for a long time before drawing in a long breath. What should he do? It was their second date. They’d shared a meal at the local Mexican restaurant, nothing fancy. If anything, Casa Lupita was a bit “divey” in the truck stop part of town, with only six tables inside and a tacky yellow paint job, but the food was outstanding. They’d spent a long time talking and the waitress didn’t seem to care. She filled up their chips with a smile. He asked her for a nightcap. She said “yes.” They went to his place and shared a rum and coke – her choice - and talked even longer. She glanced at her watch and suggested she leave. He leaned over and kissed her – a soft, gentle kiss. She placed her hand on his chest just when he thought it was going to go further. She wasn’t ready. He nodded his acceptance. She got up and went to the door. Her purse was on the stand next to it. Anxious? Nervous? The purse spilled over and tipped over its contents. He helped her pick the items up – a makeup container, lipstick, a lucky two dollar bill. She fumbled to put the contents back in the bag and awkwardly left. About twenty minutes later he spied the key on the stand. What should he do? He walked over to his kitchen window and stared out onto the night sky. The moon was full and bright – full of life. Dare he bring her the key? He sighed, torn. He suspected she was just as reluctant to let the evening go as he was – she just wasn’t ready for more. Acknowledging that, he turned around toward the door.  |
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