WEW #45
Prompt: blur, dismount, pearl, snow
For some reason, I decided to use them all in the first sentence and continue from there. Join me on a trip!
Result:
The pearl snow was a blur in my fantastic dismount from the galloping circus horse.
We had to practice outside in the cold while waiting for the train to be fixed. How you fix a train, I have no idea. I patted Charmin and let the stable hand, Henry, lead her away.
Sally, the bearded lady, whose show name was Sabina, shivered with chattering teeth even with all her facial hair. She grabbed the first hot cocoa from Mr. Shamush. He ate swords and breathed fire. His normally long hair was wound under a turban. He winked at me when Sally took a second cup.
Mrs. Craftsky, the tall woman and also our manager, gathered everyone around her. “The train will be ready tomorrow.”
A mutual groan did the wave around the circle.
“I’m sorry. I know it’s cold but we will have accommodations arranged shortly.”
Sally raised a hair arm. “Where are we?”
Mrs. Craftsky hesitated. My stomach flopped. She pasted a grin on her face. “Just outside Ulaanbaatar.”
“Where?” I asked.
She bent way down and touched my face. “Oh, Pumpkin.” That’s actually my real name and my show name.
Mrs. Craftsky stood up with shoulders back, towering over us all. “Welcome to Mongolia!”
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