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My stories

February Part 1.

February, and the bland fields on either side swamped by winter floods. With every mile traveled southwards the skies grow greyer: dove, slate,...

Comfort

Comfort her, tell her what she needs to hear. This game of hide and seek is a test, find her and she'll let you near. Comfort her, look behind the...

Clay, Mud and Sand Part 1.

I was born into clay and beat a hard path into this isle's mud before I reached it's highest peak, and took to the air, bound for distant shores,...
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Cherry

P.I.R.

She dances in the shallows, a rain dance of sorts, hoping for steam to muddy the air, to wash off last night and not to be caught. Slide back into...

Pickle Jar

/*--> */ We built it on the empty air, like elastic we stretched it far, and you plucked out it’s single note -kept it in a pickle jar. The distance...

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