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It would be a good day, after all. The lads took the ladders and tools down past the river and up towards the main house. Ray liked to walk just ahead of them.

The Story Eliza told Otto on their wedding night.

You asked me to tell you how love came into being. Here it is, the little story. For a long time I have thought about it on long winter nights, how everything started and how everything unfolded.

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On the day this story began, it was a Monday morning. Ray was on the bus to work.

Images of Temptation (Inspiration point)

Temptation tests us all. It's how you react that makes the difference.

The Spirit Of Peace Is The Eternal Victor

Silence shall always have the final word; silence and those gentle sounds like bird song and the trickling stream which Nature makes.

The Time Machine of Thorrocks Manor - 3

“Well, sir, if I first might be so bold as to replace the milk decanter on its silver tray and to now close the triple doors to the kitchen ... thus ...

Death Travels Fast

There be no earthly sound that bothers me not half as much as whispers tauntingly tonight chime wind-chime chimes without a lead and craft the mind set oceans waking quays.
Cherry

How I Learn To Please

The cracked yolk of the sun has broken over the red brick path in the center of town, and it still remains early enough to be quaint.

Georgina 1/8

If a traveller should take the road west from Lurbridge towards the Witches Home, he would pass Esmerelda’s shop after about three miles.

Dirty little footprints

I must not dig any deeper for fear of where the footprints might lead

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