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Write a Story with Jennifer M Eaton – Part 74

Well! This story is getting interesting! And my next turn seems to have come around so quickly for Write a Story With Jennifer M Eaton. Click here to find out what this is all about.

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Write a Story with Jennifer M Eaton – Part 64

Once again it’s my turn to throw in another couple hundred words at this fascinating story of the battle of two worlds. Click here to find out what Write a Story With Jennifer M Eaton is all about.

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Write a Story with Jennifer M Eaton – Part 47

Well! This story is getting interesting! And my third turn seems to have come around so quickly for Write a Story With Jennifer M Eaton. Click here to find out what this is all about.

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Write a Story with Jennifer M Eaton – Part 30

My turn has come around again for Write a Story With Jennifer M Eaton. Click here to find out what this is all about.

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I thought I’d add a little twist to mine this time round by ending in the middle of the sentence so you’ll have to come back next week just to find out how the sentence ends. Enjoy!

Part 30

Janelle was already out the bedroom door before realising the old woman was still fumbling for her walking stick. She watched helplessly as Morana shuffled unsteadily across the short distance from the bed to the other side of the night-stand where her walking stick rested, using the night-stand for support. Janelle’s mood fell as she realised how frail the old lady now was. Her magic could only do so much.

“I’m sorry, Morana. I wasn’t aware you cannot -”

“I can do this, Young Fairy. I must do this”, Morana said.

Janelle, said nothing, guilt building within her. To drag this weak old dear out into the cold night to help a woman giving birth seemed to be a cruel irony. Patience, Janelle, patience. At the same time she needed to hurry. The longer Natalia was without proper assistance the more dangerous the situation became.

Morana finally had the support of her stick and began a steady rhythm of shuffling towards the door and out of the house. Janelle, to ease her impatience and peace of mind, would fly up and down the street and patrol the area while Morana hobbled slowly towards Natalia’s residence. At the end of every run she would check on Natalia through the window, carefully ensuring she was still in a stable condition, sometimes offering reassurance that help was on its way.

On the way back she would arrive with relief to find that Morana had made significant progress walking up the street. This continued for several shortening laps until, to Janelle’s horror,

Write a Story with Jennifer M Eaton – Part 14

Jennifer M Eaton has set a challenge. She wanted to write a story but didn’t – sort of. So she invited her blog readers to help her. She wrote the first couple of hundred words and handed the task to the next person who would do the same. This will continue weekly until the ever-growing list of interested writers is exhausted… No, that will never happen.

Anyway, this week it’s my turn. This has certainly proved a challenge. I signed up after only reading Part One so I was jumping in blind. I quickly discovered the story became one of fairies and magical stuff. Not what I usually write so it’s been very different. Continue reading