Tag: Inspiration
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The Fog
He stands there blinking, looking up. The fog fills the darkness like liquid in a cup. Swirling around, making patterns as it falls. It fills the void as frustration calls. Silence. Emptiness. Nothing to hold on to. Suddenly a face appears, providing a clue. “Beryl” he shouts out with relief, but then curses again his…
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Up The Morning!
Good morning, and welcome back. You’ve just tuned in to our celebrity makeover section, and today’s special celebrity guest is special celebrity chef Severil Boxley. Hello, Severil, or Chef, it is most odd to see you out of your kitchen. Is it as strange for you? Not at all, Sly, I do have some time…
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No Distraction
I can’t be late… I can’t be… the lecture ran over, the door wouldn’t open, that odd girl with the violin wouldn’t let me out of the main exit… then I couldn’t open the padlock. Typical, but at least I’m on my way now… and the weather’s good. It’s so good to be out here…
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Facial Recognition
“Oo the blummin’ ‘eck’s thar meant foot be?” Gemevere squinted at the tiny plaque beneath the latest portrait to be added to the Ollerthwaite Gallery. Lady Reverence, revered protector of all of England and beyond. Chuckling, Hempsty replied, “That’s thine portrait, cousin – the likeness is uncanny!” “Uncunny?” Gemevere spat, “look ath saarz o’ er…
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Elements
It was very odd. Everywhere was still, nothing moving. The clouds were grey and heavy overhead, and the threatened rain didn’t fall. The soft breeze was so soft it was non-existent. There was no sound, apart from my footsteps as I walked, and my breath as I breathed. A bird, blackbird possibly, sang from behind…
The Mansionic Perspective 