The Winter King

Your hand small and cold slips into mine as we trudge across the snow while church bells peal over frozen meadows. Later we kiss and make love for three whole months we are together

The double glazing salesman 9/12

It felt very strange, but he was light enough to roll over and crawl along the roof towards the back of the cave.
Cherry

All change here

Additional stop at Great Salvation

falling asleep while reading

traffic ticket

almost.

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troubling tales tell themselves.

Hans Gets Stollen

Dropping out the trees, one by one, were the Thirty Dirty Thieves of Danish Descent

Hans and the Flying Cow

"When I was a little boy," started Hans. "Father shot a cow that was stealing our chickens."

Hans and His Pockets

Hans Christian Andersen was in a state of terror.

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