Wing-Feather Fables: Floating Castle
I imagine at some point in our collaboration, I will stop being surprised by the worlds Lisa creates with so few words. Each unique and fully-formed. Here is a story that catches at your heart-strings through the colorings of a child. Read on.
The crazy house floats by every third Tuesday in the month of May. My little sister calls it “Castle,” but there’s no drawbridge, no narrow slits for arrows, no murder holes for burning oil. My mother thinks it’s like a patchwork quilt made up of doors and windows. I guess they’re both a little nuts. Women. That’s what dad would say.
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