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The Fisherman and the Sea
Under Pink Blossoms
Green Choices
Inspirare
The Spookfest
Adieu
Attitudes
The Missing Candies
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The Magic Moment
Give Me Wings So I Might Fly
Whistle Twice for Yes
The Last Pilgrimage
The Inhabitants
Lord What Fools These Mortals Be
Unwanted
Escape to Paradise
The Problem with Women
Meg in Her Bath
Endure and Sing
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWhat a fun story, Susan! I love Midsummer Nights Dream and know most of the lines by heart, so it was delightful to hear this humorous take on it. My favorite part is where our lovely actress quotes Titania and foreswears her own Oberon’s bed and company. The Bard himself would love your story!
Yes, I agree with Fuji. It is fun. And the phrase that I like the most, which is hard to take away from my mind is this: “I have forsworn his bed and company”. Congrats, Susan.
Thanks, Lotchie.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleJuma referred me to your story, Susan. It is indeed a great fun read ?
Juma, this is why I loved the constraints of the flower prompts
Sorry, I mean Carrie!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThis is brilliantly funny, Susan. I’ve still got a smile on my face typing this.
I think it was written in the first summer of the pandemic when theatres were probably closed