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StoryFire and love Beeme2414 years 2 days ago
StoryMr Wilson Can You Ring The Bell? jolono1514 years 2 days ago
StoryMy Girl Friday Silver Spun Sand2514 years 2 days ago
StoryWhittening lenchenelf414 years 2 days ago
StoryChapter One: Daisy maggyvaneijk1314 years 3 days ago
StoryA Familiar Affair Silver Spun Sand1114 years 1 week ago
StoryA Girl Called Mattie (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1314 years 1 week ago
StoryThe linden tree shoe1814 years 1 week ago
StoryEssex Blokes Rigel2514 years 1 week ago
StoryNot Yet blighters rock1314 years 1 week ago
StoryCan I Be Brutally Honest? MaliciousMudkip1914 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Smell Of Greens jolono3014 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Lovely Daisy jolono914 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCome Summer Silver Spun Sand3414 years 2 weeks ago
StoryBeautiful (II) Beeme1114 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWhat's Love Got to do With It? Rigel2514 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Intruders Silver Spun Sand1614 years 2 weeks ago
StoryServant Firebird414 years 3 weeks ago
StoryEspresso Martini MistakenMagic2214 years 3 weeks ago
StoryJubilee hats seashore1914 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNow Leaving From Platform Sixteen lenchenelf1114 years 3 weeks ago
StoryOf a Summer Solstice Silver Spun Sand1414 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA Fear of Falling Silver Spun Sand714 years 3 weeks ago
StoryLeith Road Emporium of Wonders lenchenelf814 years 3 weeks ago
StoryA short rhyme well-wisher114 years 4 weeks ago

My stories

Full Stop.

It's true: we've co-authored a masterpiece. Our imagery, our perfect symmetry can't be matched - we moved as one entity, attached for so long.

First Snow

Silently, slowly, it crept in to complete the snow globe illusion - begging Petersburg to eat its heart out.
Cherry

After You

I'm spinning back round, banging my fists on the door. I want to go back. I WANT TO GO BACK! There are sirens in my head, screaming: "Relapse... RELAPSE!"
Cherry

Anniversary

This time last year, I was in Moscow - trapped in a vast snow globe - and half way across a continent from you.
Cherry

Hall of Mirrors (Durham Ramblings)

I'm good at brooding. Seriously, no one can brood quite like me - when I'm sat on a nameless bench and the sky is just as moody.

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