He hid in the tower’s apex. The moonlight sliced through the merciful darkness of his sanctuary, revealing his location. When the swallow finally found him and serenaded he would return to clay and his hopes of living would fossilize.
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polysyllabic profundities 
Garden gnomes are evil little things. Of this I am certain. This is why I guard the perimeter of my home with aluminum frogs.
And the evil little things are more difficult to write about in 39 words exactly, along with two other prompts.
Though I agree, I think you did a splendid job weaving those prompts together here! This piece is straight to the point and well done, in my opinion! Beautiful imagery–you put me right there with the character!
Thanks very much, Tony! I really appreciate that. 🙂
That is one sly looking gnome!
He is a bit devious!
Nice job, Susan. He looks quite devious.
Thanks Jill. He’s a bit of a character. 😉
I really enjoyed this.
Thank you very much.