42 Words #20

Howdy Partner’s,

Here in Australia the sun’s shining, the bushfires have commenced and the flies are swarming and that’s a historical greeting for you, right there but this week Ramya has picked a real whopper (Not the hamburger but I’ll continue the pun anyway) for us all to wrap our mouths around but before we set off on that adventure let’s see what history Chelsea’s  12 has produced.

Charles from Potatoes, And The Promise of More Potatoes

Ramya from My Musings

Dave from MMA Storytime

Sadje from Keep It Alive

Lady Lewis

So what is on offer this week?  Will we stare and rub our eyes in disbelief?  Pink elephants weren’t in the mix?  Is there a flaw we must fix?  Did that cow really jump over the moon, perhaps we will know real soon.  For this week’s theme might make us scratch our heads, ok I’ll put the suspense to bed.  This week’s theme is …

MYTH

Myth, I hear you cry, myth, but what myth, when, where and my response is, google it folks:

a traditional story, especially one concerning the early history of a people or explaining a natural or social phenomenon, and typically involving supernatural beings or events.

a widely held but false belief or idea.

If that doesn’t give you options aplenty, I’d be pardoned just like that turkey, so summon up your courage, grab that hammer of Thor’s and knock me down but remember there is a point of no return, 42 words to be precise.

Now, I still have two choices in numbers for the week’s ahead – 38 & 15 – but keep them coming please and though no one said they wanted it, I will keep this challenge going over Christmas so I hope someone will check in to see the theme.

GONE	2	GONE	GONE	GONE	6	GONE
GONE	GONE	GONE	GONE	GONE	GONE	GONE
15	16	GONE	GONE	19	GONE	GONE
GONE	GONE	GONE	25	GONE	GONE	GONE
29	30	31	GONE	GONE	GONE	GONE
36	GONE	38	39	GONE	GONE	GONE

Here’s my take on this week’s prompt:

He believed the myth ’til he discovered …

They’d all heard the tale of the big man in red, who crept into your house in the dead of the night, while you were safely tucked in bed, Mark thought wide eyed.

No one had mentioned he wore a tutu though.

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