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StoryWho Was King Karl Hundasson? Angusfolklore07 years 1 month ago
StoryA Ghost Is Born Angusfolklore07 years 1 month ago
StoryTwo-By-Two, Hurrah! Angusfolklore27 years 2 months ago
StoryAuld Man Angusfolklore57 years 2 months ago
StoryTom Tit and Tiller Meg Angusfolklore57 years 3 months ago
StoryIntentionally Blank Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Honour Guard Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryOn Having Been Found Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StorySecond Favourite Place Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StorySuddenly I Am Santa (A Seasonal Transmogrification Nightmare) Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StoryRemains of a Dog Have Been Found Angusfolklore37 years 4 months ago
Story4 X 4 (Conclusion) Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
Story4 X 4 (Part One) Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Plettie (Part Two) Angusfolklore37 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Plettie (Part One) Angusfolklore17 years 4 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Four) Angusfolklore17 years 4 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Three) Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part One) Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Two) Angusfolklore17 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Roadside Floral Memorial Committee (Part Two) Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Roadside Floral Memorial Committee (PART ONE) Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StoryWhen The Mad Moon Woke Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Once and Future God Angusfolklore37 years 4 months ago
StoryTwo Wee Men Angusfolklore37 years 5 months ago
StoryDreel Angusfolklore47 years 5 months ago

My stories

Bawbees

Beneath the black soil (in your dream attic), the unspent coins asleep lament their unspent wealth, hoarded by a corrupt cleric and buried in his...
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We Never Speak of Rose

We do not speak of Rose, who was deposed from middle management, who went or was made to go, who knows? We will not mention Rose, who was with us for...
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Genius Loci

Genius Loci (a fiction?) There is, in this house, some third party hardly spoken of. If mentioned, it would not be as a person; nor would any groping...
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Weary All Hill

From our hotel window we watch legends cloud form on the broad flank of the hull. A sunset sided flock slowly mow contours and then move in unison,...
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Fifty Cornish Sunsets

We are called upon to come here, to cliff, to strand, to hilltop, summoned to the coast to make the most of sundown. With hundreds silently watching...
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