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The wood-elves danced till breaking dawn. But breaking dawn brought down the frost. “Too soon!” some few still-sober dancers roared, which to the rushing swirling waters beneath the bridge sounded more like a rustling, less than a whispering. The frost-giants’ … Continue reading
Charlie sat on his favourite seat, high on Cannon Hill. Folks might have thought he was gazing out to sea. They might have thought – with how often he was there – that he was waiting for something or someone. … Continue reading
We’d known about Narnia – and who did not? But that magical land was accessed via a stately wardrobe thick with fur coats. And who had anything so grand in these days of fake furs and Ikea. We weren’t expecting … Continue reading
“I’m hot,” she said and moved away. But away from his heat she was cold. “Come cuddle,” he said, and she returned to his arms. But a few minutes of that and she was too hot and again moved away … Continue reading
Billy and Trev were training to be special agents. This summer their project was to use the found-environment to pass secret messages. The railway company were not pleased to discover the theft of one of their signs. But they decided … Continue reading
Old Jack…you know, I haven’t seen him for a year, maybe more. He used to sit here, on this seat on the bank, every day. He’d sit here and feed the ducks. Always ducks around his feet, scooping up the … Continue reading
So this is what’s meant by a “jumbled sail”? But they’re all motor cruisers. Though I wouldn’t mind a cheap “one-off” at a fiver. What do you mean, prices start at £500?
Timmy waited outside the Girl’s Entrance, his tummy all a flutter. His hands, still damp from their unaccustomed washing, were jammed deep into his pocket. The rest of her class were out. Where was she? Ah! Here she comes, golden … Continue reading
Twenty minutes on the garden Just a little bit of weeding It was that one at the back Just out of reach I stretched Couldn’t straighten Return of the bad back 31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Return