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StoryThe sleep of trees fromagreenhill312 years 9 months ago
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StoryBeast Parson Thru814 years 3 months ago
StoryThe old house fromagreenhill414 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Return fromagreenhill514 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Light Parson Thru214 years 9 months ago
StorySpare me Parson Thru314 years 9 months ago
StoryWhen a Child Dies Richard L. Prov...214 years 9 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Salmon leap

The sound was deafening, they perched on a wooden gantry on the side of the gorge and watched the furious torrent of water thundering down thirty feet or more
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Afternoon service

Walking alone through the Kentish woodland one quiet Sunday, I stepped off the path for no apparent reason and made my way deeper and deeper into the trees. I found a glade
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The Return

Fill he woods with music and let it lift me, up the great trunks, past the boughs, through the leaves and into the blue sky above, so I can see clearly all that

Tracks

A while ago the FBI called in a celebrated Indian tracker to analyze the marks left in the desert by two people suspected of taking delivery of a large quantity of illegal drugs.

Awe

If the world were as it was, filled with towering unconquered mountains, its valleys soft with mist and forests thick with silent trees. If its rivers ran clean, its seas were blue

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