Fantasy

Drafting story (out of order)

Since everyone in this world learnt about otherworld, town is a scarier place, all the shops are separate and so are the people, new id became obslete,

Summer somewhere

Summer vest denim shorts pink espadrilles my life

The Gift Of Goodbye

From a story I never finished.

Scientists can prove bees can't fly

Ever since primitive man watched the flight of birds he has wanted to join them.

Down on the Wind Farm

An expressionist take on the new wind farm at Thanet.
Gold cherry

A Moth

A moth lay down on my hat to die. On the bright blue tartan check His wings crumpled and dry like a dusty mountain range, a hollow shell. An exoskeleton.

Unicorn Dell

While working on the moors, I come across a magical place.

Traditional poem from the Region of the Light

Ne taïe Myr feyra streighe Eyiran holun Myrra brininäe Tressyhe harante holun Myrra veile Mariye Irae seruin holun tahtsi; reppe narn graftighe Ne Myr pehriye näet sandar styrin

Bad Day

This story started out as Bad Start. I decided it was rubbish and have tried to improve it by hacking bits out and rewriting. I also changed its name to Bad Day.

Untitled Part 2

The first half of my life was very happy.