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StoryEx Chapter 26 - the battle of Kentish Town part 2 lavadis38 years 1 month ago
StoryEx - chapter 19 - bank robbers and buried noses part 2 lavadis48 years 1 month ago
StoryEx-chapter 18 - Bank robbers and buried noses part 1 lavadis18 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 16 - Dorsal Grellman - a symptom of the world we have created lavadis48 years 1 month ago
StoryEx chapter 14 - A hundred different words for pain lavadis18 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 13 - Befriending the un befriendable lavadis28 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 12 - Car accidents and lightsabers lavadis38 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 11 - meat cleavers, CCTV cameras and little fingers lavadis48 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 10 - The mermaid who could not swim lavadis38 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 9 - Daniel tells his head teacher that his father is trying to kill him lavadis58 years 1 month ago
StoryEx chapter 8 - Daniel meets Dorsal Grellman - the brick shithouse lavadis28 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 6 - 138 miles for a macaroon lavadis58 years 1 month ago
StoryDirty little footprints lavadis58 years 1 month ago
StoryEx Chapter 5 - the mountains of Milton Keynes lavadis68 years 1 month ago
StoryEx chapter 4 - Daniel's mother is a mermaid lavadis38 years 1 month ago
StoryEx chapter 3 - amended lavadis68 years 1 month ago
StoryEx chapter two lavadis98 years 1 month ago
Forum topicRichard's Sister Update June 15, 2013 Richard L. Prov...78 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Meaning Of Life ( Cont) jolono108 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Traveller cigarettes and ...28 years 1 month ago
StoryTom Esther68 years 1 month ago
StoryI knew she was corruptible lavadis68 years 1 month ago
StoryThe drop Poette38 years 1 month ago
StoryAtom by atom lavadis178 years 1 month ago
StoryOh! What an Atmosphere (IP) Cavalcader268 years 2 months ago

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The beekeeper of Manhattan

It was 7.38am when the beekeeper's right eyelid shot open like a parasol snatched up into the maw of a hurricane The eye consumed the interior of the...
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My mother was a cyclops

My mother was a cyclops which made her hard to love she had the patina of humanity but the hues of light and darkness which billowed and susurrated...
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Other trains

Her voice was like the Siberian air masses which chill the eastern slopes of the Urals She worked the tables in the kind of bar which claims to be in...
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Her 64th boyfriend

I was her 64th boyfriend they came and went like heads of corn in a thresher terrifying in their insignificance so now she was keeping count She...
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Her body is like Winter

‘I am no-one’s cunt’ said Drain , the words circling his head like winsome frost fairies. He was wearing the fake sheepskin coat that Moss brought...

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