Tag: History
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Reverence Ep.2: Highway Robbery
“Cuddn’t ya pick t’other ‘orse, ‘Empsty?” Gemevere squirmed and fidgeted in her seat inside Lord Molecombe’s best carriage, the one he uses on a Sunday. “It’s pullin’ us o’er to th’edge.” “That isn’t the horse, my cousin. The wheel on the left here is somwhat rickety. I was going to take the calash to the…
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Reverence
“My lady, thy cannot be seriously considering venturing out in thine attire.” Lord Molecombe screwed his face whilst looking at the garment his cousin had chosen to wear. “Ee, ya do tork funneh, ‘Empsty.” Gemevere looked at her choice of clothing in the full-length mirror in her bed chamber. “What’s up wimme garb?” “Thine tight-fitting…
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Broken Ruins
Broken ruins of times gone by Still standing but weathered and cracked Their frames may be crumbling, falling apart With their histories And mysteries Intact
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One day in October
“You slept well. They prob’ly heard yer snores o’er No Man’s Land.” “Ah needed it, mate. Ah were shattered. An’ me back’s still killin’ me.” “Better that thun bullets though, eh?” “Ah suppose.” “’Ere, ‘ave some tea.” “Ta!” “I’m Vaughan. Vinny to me mates. Or Guardian Angel” “Vaughan?!” “I know. It’s a bit different, int’it?”…
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Nefertiti’s Table
For today’s painting, I travelled all the way back to 1355BC and managed to paint this quick watercolour of a mid-afternoon snack before Queen Neferneferuaten Nefertiti (I was in luck as she’d just popped to the shops with her consort Pharaoh Akhenaten) returned to eat it. It was warm in that Ancient Egyptian Sun, I…
The Mansionic Perspective 