Jane Hyphen

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Storythe vitality of a vessel a.lesser.thing1112 years 3 months ago
StoryThings Piss Me Off... (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1812 years 4 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Eight - The Anniversary cont'd Jane Hyphen212 years 4 months ago
StoryFuneral TheGameCat1312 years 4 months ago
StoryTime of the year, really .. denni1812 years 4 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Eight - The Anniversary Jane Hyphen212 years 4 months ago
StoryHeading Downstream primate212 years 5 months ago
StoryWHEN WE WERE ANIMALS moonphish312 years 5 months ago
StoryThere Once Was A Time...... Jane Hyphen412 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Strangers on the Trains ( Part 5) jolono1112 years 5 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Seven - Spider's Story Jane Hyphen212 years 5 months ago
StorySong of the Big Belly Oak skinner_jennifer3512 years 5 months ago
StoryNewborn pbdean312 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Story That Must be Told ( End) jolono3412 years 5 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Four - The Jules House Jane Hyphen212 years 5 months ago
StoryGo Feral! Jane Hyphen612 years 6 months ago
StoryShould You Really Have Shaved That Thing? The Talisman912 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Scrump Brother's Poem Thebighand5212 years 6 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Five - The Spooner's Return Jane Hyphen212 years 6 months ago
StoryI, Doody Claire God212 years 7 months ago
StoryGeorge and Spider Part Two - The Rob cont'd Jane Hyphen312 years 8 months ago

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The Snow Queen

Story Two - Boy and Girl The big city is swollen with people, a few rattle in large hollow houses but most are stuffed into small dwellings, one atop...

The Snow Queen

Story One He was a very wicked man, a short, rough hard-wire of a man with cragged skin and long, shrunken teeth and eyes which flashed with nothing...

The Walking Man

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Have you seen the walking man Roaming on the ridge Trundling through the forrest Striding on the bridge Beanie-head and booted feet Walking to a dead...
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Notes from a Dirt Engineer - The Wrong Things

It isn't the rain but rather the water which collects upon the surface of the leaves. It transfers onto my clothes as I brush against the plants...

Notes from a Dirt Engineer - Lavinia Fairfax

'If you let my cat out, I'll kill you!' It's a shame because she's a sweetie really, that's what one of her neighbours said. I have tried and tried...

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