WHO AM I?

I CAN HEAR YOU... YOUR VOICE YOUR NEED TO FIND ME IT CALLS MY NAME, WHO AM I? AM I THE WEAVER OF THE GOLDEN THREADS, THAT BIND THE RICH TAPESTRY OF YOUR SOULS DESIRE

From One Side Only

I built a most colossal bridge It spanned the ocean blue Thousands of miles it reached To touch a dream so true. Paved it was, with my full heart The soul's threads of suspension

Memoirs Of A Muse

I'll dream again tonight, of my beautiful charming Prince. I created him, being desperately lonely and healing my own wounded heart.

THE VISIT

The Visit

ONCE I WAS A WASHING MACHINE

Once I was a washing machine. Once I was a washing machine, all bright and shiny. Garbed in bubble wrap and encased in polystyrene.

THE LOST PRINCESS

The Lost Princess

MY HERO

My Hero “George, George, there was a noise from downstairs, are you sure you locked up?” “There, did you hear it?” “George, there is someone moving about”.

Chapter One

How did I get here?

ABCTales February newsletter

Dear ABCtales member,

Two newsletters in two weeks! It's almost a record.

I am very pleased to be able to tell you that we have rebuilt the ABCtales site so that it is more secure and far faster than the old one. It has a search engine that works really well, a new ratings system and a host of other bits and pieces that are designed to make your experience at ABCtales even better.

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