Crodox

This is a story with an all female cast. A young magic user let’s her curiosity get the best of her. Her wondering unleashes the powerful evil of the Cordox orb.

The Lecturer

Glasgow in the winter time.

Slammed to the ground

you look left you look right you go to cross but lose your sight you slam to the ground from that blinding beam then you awake and it was all a dream laying in bed wondering why?

The Lie

I was put on the spot I told a lie It flew like a bird Down the phone line A lucky escape I thought But he who possessed my prize Delivered it to someone else Then it truly took flight

THE FIRST CHRISTMAS - THE SHEPHERDS' STORY

Near Bethlehem On a clear, crisp night A band of poor shepherds Were afeard at the sight Of an angel coalescing Midst a nimbus of light, Swiftly he calmed them

When Spring Arrived

It's the small things that count!

I remember you

some things are best forgotten

Monsieur Mort et Monsieur Montaigne

The Grim Reaper pays a social call to the great French essayist Michel de Montaigne.

I Am Addicted to You

It's something that I have never felt before, It's something which is still lacking a cure. I feel frustrated, I feel irrelevant. I don't know what's happening, Maybe it's you who I am missing,

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