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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

An Empty Cage

This week on Unicorn Bell we’re writing stories together. Okay, it’s more of that game… What’s that game called? You know the one. I start the story, and you continue it. Anyway, feel free to go back to yesterday’s post and continue with that story. Or, you can jump in with today’s new beginning…

They stood around, mouths agape. No one should have been able to escape that cage, yet there it stood, empty.

5 comments:

Huntress, aka CD Coffelt said...

"Quite amazing, isn't it." The disembodied Voice came from all around and yet inside them as well.

Alicia Willette-Cook said...

The Voice continued, "Two Hundred Years ago, Humans were kept in these cages on their way to the Andromeda Slave Market. Only five groups that escaped were known to have survived. You are the direct descendants of those survivors."

L. Blankenship said...

In the back, furthest from the empty cage, Miri pulled her sleeve further down to cover the butterfly-shaped birthmark on her wrist. Mother had said to never let an Andromedan slave trader see it.

Mark Koopmans said...

Standing across from Miri, the Head Guard saw the random movement.

There was something about the look in her eyes that let him know she was hiding something.

He told one of the Minions to bring that girl to him.

Liz said...

Miri sensed something, but before she could run, she was grabbed.