Posted in D&D, Six Word Saturday

Fantasy Weekend

My Saturday in Six Words:


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By the time you read this, I will be heading up north towards my friends for another marvelous Dungeons & Dragons weekend. And if you listen carefully, you will hear me singing from the top of my lungs. Perhaps you’d better not. 😉

For the ones who are interested in our Underdark Drow campaign, here are the reports of our last session, published on my blog Dungeon DuTchess:

  1. Deeper Down
  2. With its feet in the air
  3. And they keep on coming
  4. Vertical fight
  5. Cloak of the Consort

Enjoy. For we will! 😀

Have an adventurous weekend x

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Let There Be Light!



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Travel theme: Sky

The tender blue of an endless sky…


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Posted in Six word story challenges

Six Word Story Challenge: Art

This week, the Six Word Story Challenge – 6WSC – is all about ART.

Art is a diverse range of human activities and the products of those activities. In this post we focus on the visual arts, which includes the creation of images or objects in fields including painting, sculpture, printmaking, photography, and other visual media.

Art may be characterized in terms of mimesis (its reflection of life), expression, communication of emotion, or other qualities. During the Romantic period, art came to be seen as “a special faculty of the human mind to be classified with religion and science”. Though the definition of what constitutes art is disputed and has changed over time, general descriptions mention an idea of imaginative or technical skill stemming from human agency and creation.

The nature of art, and related concepts such as creativity and interpretation, are explored in a branch of philosophy known as aesthetics.


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The challenge for you:

Write a story about ART in just six words. Let a photo or image inspire you to write a story. Or first write the story, and then make or search for a picture to go with it.

Here’s a Six Word Story by Ernest Hemingway.


Such an impact and unseen images in only six words…

Publish your Six Word Story on your own website/blog and paste the link to that post in a comment to this one here at Figments. I will include your contribution in this post, forming a list of stories.

Will you join me? Will you? Say you do. :) And share the challenge news!

I look forward to your stories.



Who’s next? :)

The next challenge will be published on December 11. Doe je liever mee in het Nederlands, ga dan naar Verbeeld een Verhaal in Zes Woorden: Kunst.

Older stories:
130226 – Poverty
130313 – Spring
130327 – Writing

130410 – Light
130424 – Music
130515 – Transport
130529 – Pets
130612 – Regret
130616 – Inspiration
130703 – Commercials
130814 – Vacation
130829 – Memory
130911 – Terrorism
130925 – Youth
131030 – The Weather
131113 – Film


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Travel theme: Fragrant


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Posted in Haiku, Photo, Photo challenge, Poems

Weekly Photo Challenge: Unexpected


abandoned, they wait

until their master returns

from barefoot journey



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Posted in Personal, Six Word Saturday

Let’s dance

My Saturday in Six Words:



All night long actually. In my head, in my dreams, and yesterday evening for real! It was cramped, it was hot, it was FUN.

The annual party of our academy took place at a restaurant in Breda. On the top floor. Which means that the heat of all four floors, complete with delicious smelling food temptations, was drifting upwards towards the attic. You may believe me when I say that forty-four people in an attic tend to steam. And steam we did 😉

We started with a dance workshop. Since my V-man abhors doesn’t like to dance, and Sandra’s husband wouldn’t arrive until later, she and I decided to partner up. Sandra took the leading male role, as she is a head taller than me. Our dance instructors were very capable – gliding over the dance floor in perfection – and nice. We were nice too. 😉 They started teaching us the basic principles of the cha-cha, both visual and vocal, with different directions for male and female dance partners. And each time he gave the ladies instructions, Sandra would join in too. She is a lady after all.

After fifteen minutes of moving to the side, to the back, to the side and front, they thought us capable enough for more complicated turns, rolls, step-outs and stuff. One dancer almost smashed a candle. Others bumped into others. Sandra poked our neighbor, who was dancing with his seven months pregnant wife – just for encouragement, mind you. The effects were immediately visible. He lost it. Each time. The same thing happened when Sandra’s husband walked in. She lost it, and I lost her in the middle of a step-out maneuver.

Get back here!

I grabbed her arm and tossed her into the right direction. Well, sort of.

We grinned, danced, wiped our sweaty brows, danced, laughed and wiped away tears of laughter. Through a rumba – the slower version of the cha-cha – our instructors tried to cool us down a bit, but to no use. A short break was due. When I sat down with the V-man to gulp down a glass of much-needed water, he told me that he was only not-dancing to spare me blue toes. That he would have stepped on them repeatedly. Such a considerate man 😉 I shook my head and reunited with my dancing buddy. Half an hour later the workshop ended in the grande finale, which meant that we could actually dance a whole number instead of practicing the moves. By that time I was at my third glass of water.

It was back to DJ-music then. Tina Turner pulled us from the couch where we were resting for a bit, and I didn’t leave the dance floor until 1  AM. By then the party was almost deserted. We hugged and kissed goodbye, and  walked back to the car. My hair was sticking to my face, back and feet were practically killing me and my cheeks a bright red. But my eyes sparkled. The cha-cha and rumba still sang in my blood.

Have a dancing weekend!

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Posted in Animals, Photo


No challenge this time, no story to tell. I just need to share this photo with you, which I found on Facebook. My heart just had a serious meltdown.

I want to give the unknown photographer a huge hug for depicting nobleness, trust and utter kindness in his/her photo. It is absolutely awesome.



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