The travel agent 19/21

“Riddle!” Shouted Gordon, as the horse set foot on the bridge. “This I must see for myself,” said Eve and she slid off the horse and went down the riverbank to look under the bridge.

All in All! 2

I wasn't sure what to say, if I told them everything, someone would put me away! It was all too easily to disbelieve. It sounded crazy!
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To hold just once

I’m vomiting colours - blue a deep aquamarine hue I’m hearing time pass by shuffling past the empty open door The night fills with your name dark, musk, but stale

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Fathers flee for better times with drunken friends
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"A story, Hans!" they shouted. "We are on the edge of our seats with excitement!"
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If you meet me, have some sympathy 19

A story emerging in 200-word episodes. Our heroes have found their way into the social network, but it's not really what it's cracked up to be ...

Windswept shadows...

A place shadows didn’t want to disassociate themselves; from His bough and leaf green stem. Where they’re dissolved mulches would conflate Together in that that is no-longer mayhem.

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