Story of the week

Fireworks in the Snow

The story of one remarkable lady.

TREES

They make a shade. It helps us to stay cooler.

In Edinburgh

And there's a pink moon hanging over Waverley. Hide and seeking with a Scotched egg mist. The king of the castle has tumbled down, while dancing the Lothian twist.

The Backpacking Gigolo.

A gap year goes horribly wrong. Adventures in the hot cities of Asia.

Ch.3 of Life of a Hunter

Ch.3 of life of a hunter. this is my first story so it isn't very good.

On George Street

Earlier, and now. Inside, then outside, of this Edinburgh festival. In the steaming rain. You are my sunshine. The only sunshine. I’ll tell you this. Again and again.

Teardrop eyes of a Shanghainese

Teardrop eyes of a Shanghainese, Those pretty fruits with obsidian core, That ripened in early summer's breeze, To memory dissolve once more.

Title To Come

In a class the size of a small football team, you’d think even the most shy person could find a friend. Or even just somebody to talk to.

Its Broken

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