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F is for Fallaciloquence – Save-A-Word Saturday (9)

It’s day F for A to Z, and Save-A-Word Saturday!

Save-a-Word Saturday

The rules run thusly:

1. Create a lovely blog post that links back to this one. The easiest way to do that would be to grab the code under our pretty Save-a-Word Saturday button. Just copy and paste it into the HTML part of your blog.

2. Pick an old word you want to save from extinction to feature in your blog post. It really must be an old word, not just a big one. We are trying to save lovely archaisms, not ugly giants (for example, “Dihydrogen Monoxide” is not an acceptable choice). Luciferous Logolepsy is a great database of lovely words if you’re having trouble coming up with something on your own.

3. Provide a definition of your word. Use your word in a sentence (or even a short paragraph) vaguely related to the theme we have chosen this week. You may also add visual or musical interpretations of your word or your sentence. In fact, add anything that moves your creative spirit.

4. Add your post to the linky list below (it’s down there somewhere). Then hop to as many other blogs as you can in search of as many wonderful words as possible!

5. Use as many of the words as you can on the people in your life. Do leave us a note or add something to your own post to let us all know what wonderful old word you whipped out to befuddle your friends and relations.

This week’s theme is:
Footsteps

And my ‘F’ word for the day…

Fallaciloquence n. – Deceitful Speech

Newell gripped the polished banister, the sharp rap of footsteps echoing in the entryway below. Justace’s sugary voice wafted up the stairs as she spoke to his parents, twisting sobs and whimpering words into the impossible roots of some venomous lie.

He tried to pick words from the air, to gather as much as the conversation as he could. What he heard did nothing to soothe his nerves. Words like devotion. Promises. Marriage.

His parents could not believe such fallaciloquence, could they? He told them the truth of that night, of Justace’s betrayal. Giving her up was no easy task, but he had done it to keep his family safe. She couldn’t break into his life now and convince his parents that he owed her anything. She couldn’t.

He watched as his mother stepped forward, and enveloped Justace in her arms. Newell’s throat dried, and his knees gave way beneath him.

If his parents believed her, his entire family would be doomed.

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