Tag: Short Story
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Legendary Circles
The Gods and Goddesses gathered in the Great Hall on Mount Olympus, for their daily view on the affairs of the mortals who live on the Earth beneath them. They always enjoyed looking down on the ordinary folk, in case someone stood out with a special ability. One day they noticed Gerald. Nothing to write…
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Forever lost beneath reality…
Come with me to my land down under. No, not that one, a different one… a land where rocks and roots replace the sky. A place where rivers flow both beneath and above… where sunlight doesn’t shine and shade is everywhere… where strange creatures glow in the dark as they hop or fly or swim,…
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Over Protected
The high street was packed: all sorts of people wearing long coats, thick-rimmed glasses, and hats. The street was full, but the shops were empty. Suddenly, a terrified cry for help was heard from one of the rooftops. The people on the street looked around, and then dashed into doorways, telephone boxes, cars and alleyways.…
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Ghost Ship
“Ahoy me hearties!” bellowed the actor on the deck of the Sulphur Sark. Holding a steel blade aloft he started to swing it around in a figure of eight fashion. He was alone, and knew he wouldn’t cause any damage if he came on board to rehearse. “Shiver me timbers!” he continued, although now he…
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Black Clack
Elbert Clack was a strange man. Very tall, with a thin frame, extremely pale skin and a long, pointed nose. He had a small chin, deep-set eyes and high forehead, which gave him an even more odd appearance. Jet black spiky hair topped off his novel look, not that anyone would notice. Dressed all in…
The Mansionic Perspective 