Sunday Whirl : wordle 376

Here we go with today’s Sunday Whirl, wordle # 376.

A lone strand of silk hung from the single light which stopped the night from being pitch black.
Her stick stood in the corner promising to fly at midnight, putting any modern machine to shame.
In years to come, witches would yearn for the magic of familiars and broomsticks.
They would talk of their final journey and miss the gathering of the covens on Halloween when they would all sing to the moon.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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10 Responses to Sunday Whirl : wordle 376

  1. Well done, Di! πŸ™‚

  2. oldegg says:

    Witches and warlocks have be much maligned over the years. I enjoyed your piece very much. Hope we are not all alone at the Whirl this week!

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