Tag: Writing
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Distant Memories
Professor Soupal and the apprentice looked at each other wanting to speak but not finding the right words… eventually, the apprentice broke the awkward silence. ‘Well, you got that slightly wrong, Professor,’ he said looking at the large hole in the ground, ‘it was neither Mayan nor old… how did it get there, and where…
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Scorpion Rising
Herbert Hatherthwaite and Sid Sundown sat on the rickety old stools at the far end of the bar in the saloon. Violet Dolnoon played heavily on the honkytonk piano, desperate to alleviate the tense feelings of fear that permeated the whole room. Nutmeg Dolnoon leant against the bar watching the outlaw Angus Blade as he…
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A Primrose Mystery
Mrs Primrose entered the library and stopped instantly. Laid out on the table were various objects beside a photo of her. At first, she thought she was safe, then suddenly realised a very important object was missing. She desperately tried to remember who had been at the murder mystery dinner party she’d been hosting. Not…
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Shop Clocking
Down at Ye Olde Clocke Shoppe, one spends more time shop clocking than clock shopping. Clocks fill colourful nooks and crannies, not one of them set to the same time. Odd shaped walls entice visitors down curious corridors through archways into more of the same. What look like dead ends are usually open, and some…
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Are We Safe?
Hmmm… I may have been a little mean here, but I wanted to delve a little deeper into the realm of AI, to test it and to see exactly just what it knows, thinks it knows, or can find. My first question was: Can you help me find my superhero team? I can absolutely help…
The Mansionic Perspective 