Tag: Writing
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Aisle Be Careful
The quintet arrived at the shores of the Dead Sea in no time, thanks to the Library of Books’ designated transporter terminal in the back room, which linked to branch libraries all around the world. Hera noticed one of the buttons on the terminal said Mount Olympus, and she quickly realised they have a branch…
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Open!
The night was cool, although warmer than those dark winter nights we’ve just gone through; spring still has its fair share of the cold ones – frozen mornings and all that. I found myself lost… wandering through shadowed street after shadowed street, looking for inspiration to match my thirst for creativity, but only finding dimming…
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A Goddess Turns
In a rare show of annoyance, Hera held aloft her right hand facing the palm towards Queen Gemevere, tightening her fingers as she did so. She quickly lowered her arm, and Gemevere dropped down to her knees, choking. The other Gods and Goddesses looked on open-mouthed, for it took a lot to annoy Hera. Gemevere…
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Gwylfryn Burning
Centuries ago, just inside the Welsh border, existed a small village known as Gwylfryn. In those days, people didn’t have names, but used where they came from and what they did as their ‘name’. One villager, Gwylfryn Hunterre, was the hunter – so proud a marksman was he, only one bird defied his arrows; the…
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Thick Blue Ice
In 2012, I found myself in rather a pickle… I’m typing this post from in the bath. No, I’m fine. I have about half of the battery left on this portable computer device, and the lightbulb is good for a while yet. Summer’s coming on too, so it won’t be cold for long, although we…
The Mansionic Perspective 