Cherry

Mail, Doorbells, Tiles

It was a worringly hot summer's day when the doorbell rang. A doorbell that plays 'We wish you a Merry Christmas' seemed like a good idea six months ago, but things change, people change.

Rosemary & Thyme

He ran up the ladder and 'ad 'er.

Time To Act My Age, Or Is It?

A re-write on an old one

Consequences

Competition Entry
Cherry

Recover

Some people never recover. Still, it tugs at my heart and I remember the guilt of receiving his clumsy love letter.

Defying Mirrors

She was not his, yet he claimed her for himself. when you owe the devil himself your life, he will show no mercy...
Cherry

Dark Grey Arrow

It takes twenty four minutes for me to realise I am loved.
Cherry

Resort

Everything solid here is on its way out. If you believe that, you'll see this picture I took of decaying arches as a recent history of waves that rust fat nails clean from wood.

Cycle of love </3 -Part 1-

THIS IS REALLY MY STORY

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