Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy
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October 20th 2016 in Microfiction

“I was thinking of taking heavy philosophy and rhetoric the first year – get right into it,” Johnson said, leaning forward excitedly. “We are aware of your aspirations to bureaucracy and in no way wish to hinder you, although you tested low on the Greek and Latin language competencies necessary to “get right into it” […]

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October 19th 2016

“And you?” the instructor asked. “Why do you do yoga?” “Well, it started on a dare, like a lot of the stuff I try,” he responded. “I had dismissed it as something absolutely not-for-me.” He smiled and tried to settle into the pose. “The thing is … work is really stressful and I just needed […]

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October 18th 2016

“Once upon a time,” the elfmother read, “the Nonmagicals, in their grim, grey cities far from the green wood, grew restless …” Her child gasped. “They’re not coming here, are they? Please don’t let them come here.” “Oh, Child,” she said, drawing a sigil upon the air to increase the warmth of the fire, “they’re […]

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October 17th 2016

When the northernmost delegation was introduced, a hush fell over the crowd. “My God,” Robin whispered, “what are those?” Standing over 7 feet tall, the Arctic werewolves strode in, silver hair to their shoulders, fur cloaks held at the collar by a leather and bone clasp, orange eyes blazing. “It’s like something out of a […]

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Letters from Management #35

October 16th 2016

B. G. Gruff 3 Trollbridge Way Oska 101
 Hinterlands I will be silent no longer. You taunt me from the bridge – the TROLL bridge you took from me and my family. We live like garbage underneath, cringing against the noise of you clopping and clopping (endlessly clopping). I have no food, no warmth, no […]

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October 15th 2016

“How can you stand it?” he asked her. “I would go mad.” She paused, looking out of the window at the torrents of rain coming down. “For that very reason,” she said, glancing at the onion she intended to chop, but putting the knife down. “After half of the year in the city, I need […]

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October 14th 2016

“You gonna be okay?” Larson asked, turning around and around in a circle to find that exact right spot to lay down. “I’m fine,” Pepper replied, irritated. “A little tired from making an effort big enough for BOTH OF US.” Larson sighed and put his head down. “I told you not to bother,” he said […]

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October 13th 2016

“Martini Max’s stool?” they asked, coming in to the Double Up and staying as far away from the bar as they could and still be heard to ask the question. The bartender gestured toward the far end. “At the corner,” he said. “You’ll see it.” Moving slowly down the row, they eventually came to a […]

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October 12th 2016

Zoe groaned as her dad opened the door. “But I have homework to do!” she said in her most emphatic whine. “It’s your turn to help Grandma get changed; now, go on,” he replied. She sighed, impossibly burdened. Zoe muttered to herself as she made her way downstairs, taking her own sweet time. As she […]

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