Tag: Writing
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A Mansion Groans V
They needed to meet as far away as possible from Thomasina so as to avoid her overhearing what they were saying. They decided upon the old Dining Room, over in the East Wing. Although dusty and unused now, it was a perfect place for them. Tomette sat at the head of the table, beneath the…
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A Mansion Groans IV
Thomasina walked into the Living Room wearing a yellow top, blue shorts, size ten trainers, and a black and white maid’s apron. She sat down on the red armchair and began twisting one of the curls in her big hair, just by her right ear. Tombie followed her into the Living Room a few seconds…
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A Mansion Groans III
Fingers and The Honourable Tom (Leader of the Opposition) sat in The Chamber. Well, The Honourable Tom sat, Fingers rested by his text to speech device as only a pair of disembodied hands can. “You really must do something about Tombie.” The Honourable Tom complained in Fingers’ general direction. “He is a health hazard. Late…
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A Mansion Groans II
Down below The Mansion, in The Basement, the eccentric professor admired the beautifully clear turquoise blue liquid in a long test tube. He saw his eyes reflected in the glass of the triangular beaker, which contained a thick yellow liquid, and sat above a lit bunsen burner. He carefully poured the turquoise blue liquid into…
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A Mansion Groans
Thomasina stretched in bed and, with a gentle sigh, opened her eyes. Her neck felt a little stiff down the right-hand side, which made her stretch further. She noticed something odd brush against her hands as she brought her arms up to stretch for a third time, then decided to get up out of bed.…
The Mansionic Perspective 