Tag: Writing
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The Glamorous Life of Pennine Frost (3)
Kate slumped herself down onto the sofa, her head banging terribly from the night before. Her mouth was very dry; to her it felt powdery. She stood, fastened the belt of her dressing gown around her tighter, and slumped back down again with a groan. Olivia popped her head around from the side of the…
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The Glamorous Life of Pennine Frost (2)
James felt his legs start to feel very heavy. He’d been walking for hours, and was now, at last, almost home. Just ten more miles to go. The fact the roads had been closed due to some production or other hadn’t helped, but with his knowledge of the local area he’d managed to get through…
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The Glamorous Life of Pennine Frost
Shadowed silhouettes danced inside the frosted glass windows of the Ham Arms, the fun pub at the corner of Raxmand Avenue and Queensward South, as Gemma, Kate and Gayle tottered by. Heels clacking along the pavement, they giggled loudly. Gemma clutched a white polystyrene box close to her chest, as Kate carried three clutch bags.…
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DC’s Dawnstar: Beginnings (Part 3)
Dawnstar woke in a white room. Her arms and legs were strapped to the bars at the sides of the uncomfortable bed she lay on. Her wings had been pulled down to the ground and clamped into place. She couldn’t move, and could still feel a small charge travelling through her body. “Ah. I see…
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Being Human
The truth to being human is out there, apparently. In actuality, the truth to being human is in here. In the mind, that is, not in the computer or other device these words are appearing on. And, for truth to be told, words are just words. Sometimes, they are numbers, but usually words. When used…
The Mansionic Perspective 