Rhiannonw

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StoryDisasters Rhiannonw214 years 5 months ago

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My stories

Jumping to Conclusions (IP)

He thought he saw – and told his friends – a floating, waving ghost. They looked themselves and saw it was washed clothes caught round a post … He thought he heard words critical, and shouted wildly back …

Taking the Risk – a bond repaired (IP)

The night came early … Her hand drifted out to the phone, lying near, she struggled with doubt, embarrassment, fear.
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Released Words

Two a penny, very many, gushing, rushing … Hush the gush … Priceless few precious, true, gently defusing …

Why did he say … he is the true Vine? (6)

Each branch that’s linked and connected – nourishment flows … some may appear a part of the Vine … unattached, fall away …

Autumn Hush and Dash (IP)

Summer sward now lies forlorn neglected, soggy autumn lawn, mounds of rotting apples, slushy on the ground, a bounty, mushy (crawling insects,...

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