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My stories

the house by the sea pt. 4: a voice in the dark

The sky was rough charcoal grey and heaved under the weight of its own possibility and the rain had come and fell hard with it and the wind blew violent and with great force lifted the waves and spat

the house by the sea pt. 3: mad tom

In the morning they were in the back garden preparing the tandem.

the house by the sea pt. 2: waiting for Linda

He waited for Linda in the front upstairs bedroom of his terraced house, watched for her in the street outside through the mostly boarded-up window, through minimal shafts between the affixed lengths

the house by the sea pt. 1: old friends

It started very quickly, and precisely, and swept then across the country with an efficiency unsuited to the scale of the isle.

different worlds

1. A Hand on a Guitar

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