Photo Credit:Sandra Crook
My response to the weekly writing prompt at Friday Fictioneers. An InLinkz Link-up.
Genre: Light Fantasy
Balaam was not having a good day. First, there had been the locusts, then the fiery rain, and finally thick darkness. Suddenly, a herd of sheep appeared from nowhere, surrounding his car. One of the sheep even began talking.
“Go baack. Goooo baaaaaack.”
Balaam rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. He had been working way too hard lately, going from town to town casting love spells, curses, and other such alleged magicks for superstitious villagers. Now, he was hearing things. After this next job, he had to take a few days off.
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Acknowledgement: My sister, Margaret, helped me with this one, and deserves partial credit/blame.
Anne Higa 
Next thing he knows, his donkey’ll start talking to him. “There’s an angel, I say!”
I liked your story a lot, and enjoyed the reference.
Glossarch beat me to the biblical reference. Clever girl, you are.
Lovely. Definitely working too hard. Or abusing his stash of magic herbs.
Your collaboration worked well. Loved the tired “sorcerer”. Plus his name is pretty cool.
Anne, Balaam should have listened to the sheep. A day like that means you should stop and reconsider what you’re doing. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
Dear Anne,
Perhaps Balaam should listen to animal warnings. First it’s an ass then it’s a sheep, who knows what’s next? Nice one.
shalom,
Rochelle
Dear Anne and Margaret, Wonderful and cute story. Maybe the driver has turned himself into some kind of animal already and Balaam doesn’t remember! Really cute story! Well done! Nan Claire 🙂