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My stories

The Clockwork Steed (Part Two)

“'Tis a winged steel hoss, harridan,” he replied, “a beautiful Clockwork Steed, your eyes should tell you that."

The Clockwork Steed (Part One)

Bucephalus's gas piston driven steel hooves beat out a steady, relentless rhythm as she crossed the rough, rubble strewn wasteland beyond the settlement.

The Further Adventures Of The Ickle Green Men

“Part of our mission is to discover what the Earth people eat,” Number One replied.....

Ickle Green Men

“Switch on the electromagnetic force field so that the foolish Earthlings cannot detect our approach with their primitive instruments, Eight-one-seven-three,” said the senior Ickle Green Man.
Cherry

The Gweat Wed Dwagon And The Woman Clothed In The Thun

A muscular, heavily tattooed man with a scarred upper lip and funny looking teeth walked into Hickenbottom's Book Bonanza, a cluttered second hand book shop that also sold old paintings and prints.

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