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Moonrise over the city

The awesomeness of it hit me...

Too hot to day (Song with a boogie-woogie rhythm)

1st. I’m going berserk because it’s too hot today. It’s too hot for working and it’s too hot to play. It’s too hot for lovin’ and it’s too hot to dance;

The Never-Setting Empire

The sun now sets on the British empire. In fact, I have been in it and seen it. But profound, isn't it? Comment.

When I Go Down With the Sun

Welcome, to the innerworkings of my mind; slightly suspicious. I can definitely disguise it.
Cherry

Jack of One Trade

Based on the phrase jack of all trades and of the villain in Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book. Ten points to whoever gets to what Jack really is first;)
Cherry

Never Got Away

Short horror story

July 25th, 2013

I'm really fucking pissed off today. It was one of the managers at my brother's salon that pissed me off. You ask her a question and she's always dancing around.
Cherry

How To Train Your Dog

I can’t take a bath tonight because the dog had a puppy in the bathtub so she tells me I have to use the shower in her room.

Ancient Rice Mill

Ancient Rice Mill P K Rpitray Perhaps to the wonders of the modern readers present here me a pivture of “Dhinki” an ancient rice thrasher, not using gas, oil or coal at all

America at Last – Part 19

Austin – Dallas & Fort Worth: 202 miles (Updated)

Full Circle

“And should we forget them then? Let the injustices of the past lie? Scratch anyone and they bleed and some wounds bleed through the centuries.”

A letter from Nazgod

04/06/97 Uncle Kamarind, dearest I have so much to tell you about my experiences living among the Parmarians in Nazgod that it is difficult to know exactly where to begin.

Road Trip

We're cutting a line below the star-spangled dome, through the dry grasslands and the forested hills. The trail we leave is not always straight and the journey we make is haltering.

Villains

So who visited you in your childhood bed? -The old man in red or the woman with wings? Or perhaps other unearthly things. Or maybe the villains who arrived at night

The ramblings of a mad man.

A little poem I wrote whilst bored, not really sure where it went, confused myself a little!
Cherry

DREAM CHILD

In the half-light of my waking dream....
Cherry

Ashes (IP)

The soft crackle of the pan lifted bubbles of anticipation. Little wafts of smoke played in the kitchen - flirting between the candles. Mushrooms in and season.

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