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Sunday, November 24, 2013

Today's #flashfiction #TheGingerbreadManBurglar

“A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”
Colonel Sanders* #quote


     Today I found what you were looking for. But then I put it back where I found it so you should keep looking. Anyway onto the flash fiction!


The Gingerbread Man Burglar

        “Haha! You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!” The world of magic knew his words rang true as he cackled and ran through the streets. Spells would bounce off the little doughy candy man and not even a dragon in its mightiest burst of flight could catch up to him. He stole money, jewelry, toys, clocks, a live chicken even. The list goes on and on. Though small he had incredible strength and whatever he could hold up in his little hands or stuff in the bag he carried that suited his fancy he would take.
       His immunity to spells baffled wizards of the world. What could this little animated Gingerbread Man want? Their only guess was that some powerful wizard created him and gave him the powerful enchantments to give him such magical protection and speed. And the powerful wizard commanded him to take valuables. The only hole in their theory...
       “Haha! You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!” he yelled as he stole some dirt from someone's backyard. With valuable antiques on their porch he could have taken, why did he stuff some dirt in his little bag?
       A clever wizard named Wallace decided that he would answer this question not by trying to catch the Gingerbread Man himself but enchanting something the Gingerbread Man stole. The Gingerbread Man was famous for appearing anywhere in the world of magic so it took him months to be in the same place at the same time, but he pulled it off. Right when the Gingerbread Man stole candy from a baby he put a tracking spell on it.
       The entire world followed his spell, on the news or as a legion of officers followed chase. After six hours of an intense chase they found the Gingerbread Man's layer deep in a mountain cave. And in the cave they found his entire horde of possessions and magic symbols chiseled into the walls at whatever height a Gingerbread Man could reach.
       The high level wizards among the officers recognized what the symbols meant. They were runes for casting a spell to give human life to non-living. The version on the walls was a complex spell that required thousands of components to cast. And the Gingerbread Man had most of them. Only a few more and he would have all he needed to make himself human.
       The Gingerbread Man smiled with his icing lips and lept among the officers to take a few of their personal possessions. Pilfering them was easy since people were still startled at seeing all the symbols, whether they understood them or not. And after he added those items to his other stolen things the cave filled with light.
      He went from being the Gingerbread Man to just being a simple man.

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