Story Starters

Whenever I visit Houston, TX, I always stop at the Buffalo Soldiers Museum. Sam was very special to me, and this is the only place I can find a photo of him.
#BuffaloSoldiersDay

Our wizard glued himself to the floor in the elevator. The only elevator in the entire building. Two weeks into this, and he talks to everyone out of boredom.
#NationalTalkInAnElevatorDay

Pioneers were good marks for the Sans Merci. Our horses were fast. Their wagons were slow. Easy pickings.
#PioneerDay

Not so long ago, human mariners trapped a light elemental in a lighthouse tower and refused to let him go. His light kept the human boats safe and his energy kept the wardens young. When I learned about the imprisonment, I tore the tower to the ground. Mother Spark’s people will not be slaves to humans.
#lighthouses

The Sisterhood sponsored a ‘ren faire’ and allowed anyone in without asking for coin. The wine was weak. The swords weren’t sharp. At least the ladies kept complimenting me on my ears.
#renfaire #renaissancefair

There are quiet places on the Untrodden Ways where you feel like you can hear natural sounds that haven’t been heard since times long-forgotten.
#WorldListeningDay

The warlock’s tattoos would glow when he cast spells. His form becoming dark except for the tattoos which would glow bright red.
#NationalTattooDay

The emissaries of the Snake Nation refused to treat in good faith. It was all a ploy for them to get troops into place while the diplomats spoke of impossible things.
#WorldSnakeDay

In times long-forgotten, I had a horse named Sunset Red. It was a silly name for a trusted steed who saw us through many battles.
#CelebrationOfTheHorseDay

The scarecrows chased us back to the barn. We lost several agents in the retreat. There were runes on the barn. The scarecrows wouldn’t enter, but we couldn’t leave.
#BarnDay