Tag: Short Story
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True Wolf
Through pathways darkened after the setting of the Sun, they carefully padded along. Always safe within their lairs, the outside always brought with it a risk. Would they be seen? Would they be hunted? They themselves were hunters. They much preferred this than being hunted. They stayed in packs, until the time of the hunt…
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Hengeny
They’d travelled from far and wide to be here at this precise time. Folk from all walks of life, drawn to the mystical and magical energies of the Henge. When the Moon is full, on this one particular night, the Moonlight is drawn into the stones – inside the stones – and is then radiated…
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Cat and mouse tale
Carefully, Carmichael moved the loose stone away from the wall at the back of the kitchen. Enid stood back, looking on curiously. She held Snowy tightly, who purred in her arms. “What is it? Where does it go to?” Enid asked, more for something to say than wanting an answer. “It’s back there!” Carmichael, now…
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Naming Convention
She looked down at the newly-born child in her arms, and gently caressed its face. It was a he. “I think we should name him after the year” she said, gazing into the large round and deep blue eyes that gazed back at her, slightly confused, but mostly content. She was confused and content, although…
The Mansionic Perspective 