D G Moody

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StoryLit Windows Angusfolklore23 years 3 months ago
StoryThe taste of the Apple D G Moody03 years 3 months ago
StoryAll My Life mcscraic43 years 3 months ago
StoryAll the Legends D G Moody43 years 3 months ago
StoryGunslinger in a Tutu Kilb5063 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Novice D G Moody53 years 3 months ago
Story The Great Game . Kabul 1839 and 1979. D G Moody63 years 3 months ago
StoryDown with the old folks gletherby93 years 3 months ago
StoryHANDICAPPED moonphish53 years 3 months ago
StoryAllowing Letting Go skinner_jennifer83 years 3 months ago
StoryA Soldier Remembers D G Moody23 years 3 months ago
StoryGrasshopper D G Moody23 years 9 months ago
StoryIn the Dark rosaliekempthorne84 years 2 weeks ago
StorySlava Ukraini! D G Moody34 years 2 months ago
StorySwifts D G Moody64 years 2 months ago
StoryFive Other People Are Looking At This Item Jane Hyphen344 years 2 months ago
StoryFrost in a Pocket D G Moody94 years 3 months ago
StoryDream Song Ric D94 years 3 months ago
StoryA Centipede went to K-mart peterelbee124 years 3 months ago
StoryAuschwitz from the Air D G Moody24 years 3 months ago
StoryIN OUR TWOSOME KITCHEN griffonner24 years 3 months ago
StoryGhost Story D G Moody94 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Pollarded Willows Ed Crane164 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Journey. Part Two. Maxine Jasmin-Green64 years 5 months ago
StoryStrange Advent D G Moody54 years 5 months ago

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Ghost Story

This is what I term 'faction'; in as much as all but the beginning and ending maybe did happen to me, as the story describes; but without the dinner party and the resolution at the end. So, I'll leave it the reader to make of it what they may choose - an entertainment, or maybe a true experience of the supernatural - who knows?
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Cherry

Strange Advent

I first posted this work on UKAuthors a year ago, in reponse to the deowning of a young child in the British Channel. Sadly, nothing has changed since then. (Image is courtesy of Roland My from Pixabay)
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Cherry

Frost in a Pocket

It’s cold here in the rear turret, flying high, over the channel, bound for Holland and Germany; confined, all by himself and with somewhere else –...

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