Tag: Inspiration
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Hut 51
Secrets. Always secrets. Why? What does it matter what they do inside these huts? Why have they cordoned off the area yet I’ve got through? Are they watching me? Do they know I’m here? I’ll have a look inside one of them. Just a quick look… it won’t hurt. Then, I’ll know. I’ll know if…
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Hot Hut
Sylv couldn’t believe her luck. Clear blue skies, acres of sand, and a slight breeze greeted her as she popped her head out of the hut at 7am. Pleasant temperature too, she thought. Come mid-day, it was a different story. Sylv sweltered within, and couldn’t set foot on the scorching sand outside. She grabbed the…
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Night work?
The night air was damp. And stinky. It was always the same on nights like this. An eerie green glow filtered through the almost slimy feeling fog that obliterated virtually everything in view. Some patches were clear, but mostly, reality had been swallowed by this murky atmospheric mist. The Full Moon pierced the dankness, which…
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The Burning of Gwylfryn
Centuries ago, just inside the Welsh border, existed a small village known as Gwylfryn. In those days, folk didn’t have names, but used what they did and where they came from as their ‘name’. One villager, Gwylfryn Hunterre, was the hunter. So proud a marksman was he, only one bird defied his arrows; the great…
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Betelgeuse Bay
‘Last remaining observation hut!’ declared the advertising flyer. ‘Breath-taking views of the last moments of a star 642 light years away. Supernova imminent!’ Alex’s hand shook with excitement as he was about to sign on the dotted line and become the proud owner of one of these highly sought after glass-fronted wooden huts that circled…
The Mansionic Perspective 