“You must maintain the sanctity of the Sanctum Sanctorum by keeping all the comments you may pass, impersonal”, advised Buzzo, the big brown dog with floppy white ears to the tenderfoot Pugs the little brown puppy, which was met with “aye-aye” of the other veteran stuffed toys basking in the sun cosily by the glass window, facing the hustle and bustle of the street while their owner, a little fella named Austin helped his mother in the monthly routine of washing his toys.

“But what business we occupy ourselves with, here at Sanctum Sanctorum?”, asked Pugs in great amusement.

“Sitting here, we judge people on the street, those from Austin’s family and of course including Austin”, sniggered Browny the bear, under his breath with his signature stoic face that led the rest of the toys to titter at this antithesis.


Image by 2427999 from Pixabay
This is my 7th post as part of #BlogchatterHalfMarathon by @Blogchatter. 3 more to go! Stay tuned for a further journey.
Previously in this series…
Week 1 (01/08 – 07/08) posts: Awakening / Contrast / Deserted Desert / Faceless / Game of Life
Week 2 (08/08 – 15/08) posts: Helping Hand
Categories: FictionShort Story

3 Comments

Ashish Sabley · August 10, 2021 at 1:13 pm

Nice one.

Sandhya Bhattaram · August 10, 2021 at 2:52 pm

Short and refreshing! Enjoyed reading it.
The cuddlies on window sill are adorable. 🙂

Anindya · August 10, 2021 at 9:11 pm

Nice one again…..:)…..

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