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Summer storm clouds appear to weep their sobbing bouncing off leaves of trees, globules released from dark sky splashing into puddles like many...

The Cat's a kitten again. The secret's in the tale. Image from Wiki commons

How we survived a psychotic episode

My thumb caresses the cylinder of the nickel plated, 38. Calibre revolver, resting on my lap, beneath the desk. With each of the six chambers still...

A dream where time follows triangles and ribbons through moments that suddenly become a physical place; Gaia; stillness surrounds you in a single...

Purplemere was one of the largest towns in the Finchbottom Vale, and the Vale was nestled comfortably between the Ancient Dancingdean Forest to the south and the rolling Pepperstock Hills in the north, and those who were lucky enough to live there thought of it as the rose between two thorns.

Roses are flowers

What became of the volunteers? At school they raised their hands Stretched them to the ceiling tiles While I looked down and made Myself as invisible...