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StoryThe Precious Organisation simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryRants of a Time Traveller simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryS cubed (to the power of 3) simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryPrivate Privacy simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryLimited Edition simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryMood Gas simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryK) Twelve Star States simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Green Man simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryU) Tightrope simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryRed Letter simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StorySpectre or Wraith: Ankou simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryPrivate Function simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryQuiet: 1.15am. simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryNeon Desert simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryO) Rotting Dean simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryLiverpool simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryMister Operator simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryKilling the Toxic Prince simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryTrees by Eve simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryReceiving Mail simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StorySultan Fleet, The simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryPeppermint People simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryQuestion: Will There Be Sharks&;#063; simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryNeutrality simonbarber012 years 12 months ago
StoryOur Lady of Pity simonbarber012 years 12 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Bees Nectar

A small vaccination from a furry, stripy doctor. I recoil at maximum velocity. A small gooey thread descends from its head like some malignant...

G) Long Soak

Tonight in the bath you took so long. Every muscle creaking out like a ghost train door, a velcro strap peeling back. Taking the long soak, to purify...

Z) Summer of Drugs

Roll 'em easy &; we can summon up an ancient warrior, with warm buffalo blood on his cheeks who used sticks to make fire when he lived here in...

Autumn Restoration

8 pieces of infinity all ground up like mincemeat, the air smells like Christmas. A tangerine and golden coins are guaranteed. I have a dicky pulse...

I'm the Weather

A song lyric.

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