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Tag Archives: Self compositions
Decomposition ~ Bobby Fairfeld #writephoto
Silently he stares defying his tormentors endless symphony, Continue reading at When the pen takes control
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Mirror ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
Earduk looked into the mist. It was fourteen moonbirths since his father Shardan had breathed his last and departed for the land of Ancestors. His body laid to rest in the Hall of Memory under the stones. It was time … Continue reading
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Ritual ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
Long Meg stood alone, where had all the dancers gone, no posy to hold, Continue reading at Bobby Fairfield
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Blade ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
A time of despair lay cold breath upon the land. While Lord King Arthur retired within his chamber, sat alone, in cuckold’s grief. No consolation could he gain, from grieving wife, or courtly knights, Continue reading at Bobby Fairfield
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Setting ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
And all those gathered on the Plain of Saarkand breathed a sigh of relief as one. For as they looked to the East, the first rays of the New Sun arose over the hill that was called The Old Maid’s … Continue reading
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Tagged fiction, nature inspired, Old knowledge, Self compositions, Temperatures rising
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Untrodden ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
The only sound to break the silence of the cold, moorland peace was a solitary car engine as it proceeded along the narrow roadway. The engine tone changed and there was a moment of quiet before the sound of grating … Continue reading
Parting of the ways ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
Somehow we both knew that this was where we should part, go separate ways… Continue reading at Bobby Fairfield
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Pyroplastic surge ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
It was frustrating. For two days we had been sitting down in the hot, humid cellar. Our wine was warm, our food was cold. At least we could breathe down here, unlike in the street above. The choking fumes clogged … Continue reading
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Tagged As you read it, Factual, flash fiction, history, Self compositions, Temperatures rising
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Wishes ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
Maisie and her mother Jeanie sat nervously at the kitchen table. Thomas, Maisie’s father and husband to his long-suffering wife Jean was late home from his Friday market. Both knew what this meant. Red-eyed the younger children had all been … Continue reading
Wings – Bobby Fairfield #writephoto
Upon a branch a squirrel sat, when far below he spied a cat aha he said you can’t catch me i know you cannot fly you see but the foolish squirrel didn’t know while teasing pussy far below, an owl … Continue reading
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