Tag: Short Story
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The Willows–Part Four
Lady Salinger-Wallis hummed nervously, and twiddled her fingers. Devilla returned to the lounge with a tray holding three glasses of water. She handed one of the glasses to Lady S, and the others to Scott and Icewolf. Lady S took a large gulp of her water, when she suddenly noticed the smell. And then the…
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The Willows–Part Three
The top of the path involved a steep incline. Lady S was a little out of breath when she reached the level part at the top, and Scott and Icewolf were a little wet due to the rain. Lady S’s brolly had kept most of her dry, although her feet were a little sodden. “These…
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The Willows–Part Two
“What did you say your name was, dear, Judy…?” Lady Salinger-Wallis had been miles away, thinking about notspots. “JuDITH”, Icewolf said, “Judith Trachtenbacht.” “Oh, such an unusually adorable name. Are you related to the inventor Ernest Trachtenbacht? He’s a great great uncle of mine… we could be related.” “I’m not, unfortunately.” Icewolf admitted. “Actually, Judith…
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The Willows–Part One
The night was dark. The road was long. The driver slumped at the wheel. The car veered to the left and crashed into a large oak back from the kerb. “Oh dear” the passenger in the back muttered to herself. She reached into her handbag and obtained a small bottle of correction fluid and dabbed…
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The Co-ordination of Supervillains
Last week… The grand ballroom of the Elixir Spa Resort Hotel and Leisure Complex stood empty. Round tables stood around the perimeter of the room with round chairs around them, all positioned so they face into the room. Large glass doors at the entrance to the room were covered by heavy red velvet drapes, which…
The Mansionic Perspective 