Category: Confusion
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The Unicorn Challenge: The Summer of Love
Ah. Those funny coloured days of yesteryear. Gone. Wasted. Frittered away like last night’s chip paper, discarded without a second glance. I recall we never spoke to each other. Words weren’t needed with the connection we had through our tunnel vision, as our eyes locked when we passed each other in the corridor. I recall…
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Doubling Up
The Raconteuse and The Supplier returned to the bar area, having found Ford’s sprocket kit and a spare extension lead in one of the offices along the dark corridor near to the manager’s office; it was the extension they were after, but the kit was an added surprise. Nancy, the DJ, was now in full…
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Ahoy There
“I see land on the horizon,” Adrian Bluebeard pointed animatedly, before continuing, “why are we going the wrong way?” Captain Jack McCaw, standing at the wheel, shook his head, sighed, rolled his eyes, and gently, yet in his usual stern manner, replied, “Ah, Bluebeard, awake at last… last night’s grog wore off, then… that’s where…
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Visions
Ert sat at the main table in the longhouse, a wondrous feast of meats and vegetables before him. Älsten sat at the head of the table, tapping it with his silver knife. He stood and sang the viking word “grið” (peace). The room swiftly fell silent, and Älsten repeated his song. In unison, all in…
The Mansionic Perspective 