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StoryA New Commission (Part 5) achristop011 years 10 months ago
StoryA New Commission (Part Four) achristop011 years 10 months ago
StoryA New Commission (Part Three) achristop011 years 10 months ago
StoryA New Commission (Part Two) achristop011 years 10 months ago
Story"Under a Renegade Flag" (Part One) achristop011 years 10 months ago
Story"A New Commission. (Part one) achristop011 years 10 months ago
CollectionPoems achristop011 years 10 months ago
CollectionSailing Orders or dreams?? achristop011 years 10 months ago
StoryWhy wear a poppy? achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryWhy do you hate me so??? achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryUnder a Renegade Flag (Part Four) achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryUnder a Renegade Flag (Part Three) achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryUnder A Renegade Flag (Part Two) achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryMy Former Friend! achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryStorm Ghosts achristop011 years 11 months ago
StorySailing Orders or Dreams? achristop011 years 11 months ago
StoryIllicit Love of Lucy achristop011 years 11 months ago
Forum topicFeed Back Please Ursula418 years 5 months ago
Forum topicFeedback? CESARE BORGIA518 years 8 months ago

My stories

"A New Commission. (Part one)

"A NEW COMMISSION" (part one) A New Commission!!.....1st of December 1804! I had taken up lodgings in my old haunt of the Pirate Inn, it was a Guinea per week, for a room that was both squalid and noisy. My view of the sea was non-existent, my sleep even more so!...however, with my marriage to Rosie over, there was no alternative, other than to rough it here until the next coach and four, this was due today Tuesday at 1100. I had had plenty of time to think things over !! (Part two will follow)

Why do you hate me so???

WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO??? I poise to strike!!!...Jaws open wide! With blinkered eyes...turn on my side, A streak...a blur of grey and white, Erupting into burnished light! _________________

Storm Ghosts

Rat-a-tat tap...scritch and scratch, upon the window pane and latch, The night is dark! My candle gone! My waxen friend no long on! Rising wind! Moaning eaves, timbered fingers, slapping leaves,

Illicit Love of Lucy

Breathless, urging, lover-speak....

Sailing Orders or Dreams?

Perhaps we can have a "fair wind" to Malta!! Will now change from the modern day...to more like the days of Napoleon/Horatio!!! We have sailed with a fair wind from

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