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StoryNot Just Any Sunday Silver Spun Sand610 years 3 weeks ago
StoryChasing Stars Silver Spun Sand810 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTHE CHOSEN ONES ( PART SIXTY NINE ) skinner_jennifer1410 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNeverland Starfish Girl510 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMUM skinner_jennifer1610 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMountain Spectre skinner_jennifer2110 years 3 weeks ago
StoryChanter - (poetry monthly) EB710 years 3 weeks ago
StoryExamine the Evidence Rhiannonw610 years 3 weeks ago
StoryOne Way Only forest_for_ever110 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Net Caster (Part Seventeen) airyfairy410 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Naming of Bulbs Silver Spun Sand710 years 1 month ago
StorySigns at the time of Christ’s crucifixion Rhiannonw410 years 1 month ago
Story'In the Name of the Father' Silver Spun Sand810 years 1 month ago
StoryAs it is in Heaven (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand610 years 1 month ago
StoryFuture Conditional Silver Spun Sand810 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Last Song Sung Bee1010 years 1 month ago
StoryAll About Alchemy Ewan210 years 1 month ago
StoryNo Bowl of Cherries Silver Spun Sand1810 years 1 month ago
StoryA Passing Thought (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand1010 years 1 month ago
StoryAs Autumn Leaves Bee3810 years 1 month ago
StoryReminiscences of My Wedding Day luigi_pagano1010 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Time Saver's Daughter Bee510 years 1 month ago
StorySTANDING UPON THE SHOULDERS OF GIANTS kheldar610 years 1 month ago
StoryLife Lessens Bee910 years 1 month ago
StoryA poem to Silver Spun Sand Bee1110 years 1 month ago

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Cherry

For Sale - Sold as Seen

The yard full of clutter - an old sink, a has-been lavatory cistern, to 'come in handy one of these days'.
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An Ill Wind

Wishing his life away...he knew that, but this was it; winter had, finally, arrived. He felt content now... lulled by the rain thrumming on leaded...
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Tripping the Light Fantastic

...goes inside - turns his back on distant towns and cities...
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'Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World'

Imagine, if you can...the two of us, drifting slowly to sleep, and when we woke, the joy of starting over again.

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