Tag: Writing
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Caitlin
10th August 1911. Dear Diary, I’m so excited for the next year. My brother is getting married to Geraldine, and I’m going to be a bridesmaid. They won’t wed until June 15th, which is ages away, but still. A wedding. In my family. We’ve not had one for years. 2nd September 1911. Dear Diary, Geraldine…
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DC’s Dawnstar: Newscast
“OK. Ta love. Bye for now!” Mabel hung up the receiver on the telephone and walked back into the living room from the hallway. Ryan was still sat on the sofa looking through something on his mobile phone, and George was asleep in his chair, snoring. “George! Wake up!” George yawned and stretched as his…
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DC’s Dawnstar: Pondering
“Ooh, Ryan!” Mabel said sternly, giving her grandson a cup of tea as he sat on the sofa in the living room. “What’ve you done?” “Don’t worry, son.” George said, taking a sip out of his cup as he sat in his armchair. “You’ve done nowt wrong.” “Nowt wrong? Nowt wrong, George Green?” Mabel fumed.…
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DC’s Dawnstar: Depths
Dawnstar heard the now familiar click of the door downstairs. She sat cross-legged atop the soft bed, in the centre. She unfolded her wings, and allowed them to hang loosely over the bed. She vigorously rubbed her hands together over the saucer of dried granules, focussing intently on the heat being generated. She gently blew…
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To and Fro
Tho’ time hast its own agenda And the space around us narrows The Universe continues expanding outwards In life’s works its spanner throws Where ups and downs meet ins and outs As circles spiral onwards And toing and froing interact Yet all helped by looking forwards Look back for lessons Ahead for hope And now…
The Mansionic Perspective 