From his position on the pier John aches to touch the Ben’s peak as its reflection stretches across Loch Lomond like a giant upside-down portrait.

Tris’tan and the other Asrai reached Vess late at night. They had followed the scent and tracks of the running Rathians until the reached the walls of the city.

Those who were hopelessly oppressed claimed that freedom was a state of mind; the “Don’t worry, be happy” argument that allowed them to simply accept their existence and avoid some positive acti

THE BEGINNING Chapter 1

With all the seasons these days always seeming to be turned on their head, have you ever wondered what may be the real reason? This story is to tickle the appetite of all children's imagination.

A weekly blog of thoughts and fears along this new found journey of single lady for lunch......

Entered for 'Freedom' comp. Sometimes its good to have the freedom to enjoy simple pleasures ... sometimes you need to work hard for that freedom

The one ‘indifferent’ girl wanted nothing more to do with me. She was furious at my lies.