Tag: Imagination
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Kaleidoscope
Thick curtains hung over the large lounge window, dusty and moth-eaten. Wind howled through breaks in the glass, causing the velvety red curtains to move slightly, sending shards of bright light around the room. Yellow walls, green furniture and a black and white marbled floor reflected some of the light once again, as did the…
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The Clock
Dusty, it loomed in the corner. Ticking with a whispered thump it was the only object within the room to create a sound. The cracked face, off-white with age, showed the time as one minute to twelve whatever the time. The pendulum weights locked into place, apparently, by hundreds of long-abandoned cobwebs, they too thick…
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Celestial Dreams
She bathed in the light of a thousand stars Each holding a secret from afar A dream A lie A feeling or two She just lay Observing a twinkle or two Hopes and dreams scattered far and wide She looked And she dreamt And she prayed And she sighed Starlight cast out its celestial glory…
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Fakebeard: The Elf that didn’t Fit
Yes, I know it’s July, and we’re just on the other side of quite possibly the hottest heatwave since the dawn of time. And YES, I’m aware that we are entering into a hosepipe ban here in the North West of England even though we’ve had bucket loads of rain over the last couple of…
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Cantalina Whyte
“Paint me!”, she said. “Paint ME!”, she demanded. “PAINT ME NOW!!!”, I thought this chick’s intense. Actually, I didn’t, as I never use the word ‘chick’, but the meaning of my thoughts were the same. “DO IT!” She wasn’t letting me off the hook. Who are you? I asked. “Cantalina Whyte”, she said, as if…
The Mansionic Perspective 