Category: Confusion
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The Stone Machine
‘So, Professor Soupal, where is it from, how old is it, how did you get it and how did it get here?’ The young apprentice looked at the stone object upon a stone table within a wooden box with a combination of awe, puzzlement and a slight tinge of fear. ‘It’s very very old, as…
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Village Life
Greater Somerton Under Overwood. A tiny village in one of the leafy green areas of England, with a name that seems strangely longer than the village itself. The main road that runs through the centre of the village is split in two; Upper Greater Somerton Under Overwood Main Street and Southern Greater Somerton Under Overwood…
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Those Outside
They think I can’t hear them. I hear everything from my seat by the window. She’s there again. They begin. The old witch of number eleven. They look away when I look out at them and wave. They run away when I smile. They aren’t anywhere to be seen when I’m outside the cottage, offering…
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A Seahorse? Nonsense!
When is a horse not a horse? When it’s a horse of the sea, of course. Of course it isn’t a horse of sorts, it’s a sort of fish or so we’re taught. A fish horse thought it ought be called something wrought with water’s thought, so thought the sea a fitting thought, thus the…
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Black Rabbits for April!
Black Rabbits everyone! Abstract greetings for the new month. Embrace the weird, notice the oddities, stand out from the crowd. Do your own thing. Live now. And enjoy! Not that there’s anything odd or weird about black rabbits or April…I hasten to add… ’tis just the white rabbits playing a little April Fool’s Day trick…
The Mansionic Perspective 