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Empty from Of Glass and Paper #writephoto

I woke up in the open: behind me the sun was setting, and I could see, on the ground ahead of me, the shadow of a large tree. Some old wreckage appeared half buried, atop a small tumulus, and beyond … Continue reading

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White-Skunk seeks medicine VII… Stuart France

* … Rice-Bird now knew the thing that Skunk feared and he began to throw his voice in a whistle from Skunk’s back-pack. “Ugh!” cried Skunk when he heard the whistle and he turned and fled in the opposite direction. … Continue reading

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White-Skunk seeks medicine VI… Stuart France

* … “There is nothing I fear!” sang Skunk going his way, “there is just nothing I fear! Should a boulder roll at me as I pass I would squirt it with musk and blast it into a thousand pieces, … Continue reading

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White-Skunk seeks medicine V… Stuart France

* … As Wolf approached, Skunk called out, “Oh brother, you are on your way but do not come up to me, pass around at a safe distance, I have come from the camp of the Clever Fellows and their … Continue reading

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The Archaeologists – by Lady Lee #writephoto

“The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event.” “I thought that a leviathan was scaring the fish away from something,” Peter suggested. “You could be right, Peter, look at these, their success required dogged determination,” Rick agreed. “Did someone … Continue reading

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Deep – from Of Glass and Paper #writephoto

The marks on the sand were intriguing, and I followed them. Of course I had plenty on my mind: what had happened to the wreckage of our craft, why had my skin changed colour overnight, how was it I wasn’t hungry … Continue reading

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White-Skunk seeks medicine IV… Stuart France

* … Skunk came to a longhouse, and recognised the people there as those who pushed his musk-sac back into the river in repulsion, he said to those people, “I am on my way from the camp of the Clever … Continue reading

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Deep by Stuart France #writephoto…

* The smoke which moments before had billowed hundreds of feet into the darkening sky finally cleared to reveal the Maw of Hell… From its deep red interior two impossibly tall, dark, slender figures moved together unconsciously… Continue reading here

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White-Skunk seeks medicine III… Stuart France

* ‘Please stop when you remember We work together Anyway All right.’ – Shaman Blues * …That night as Skunk was going along he came to the camp of the Clever Fellows. He saw them all far off because there … Continue reading

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White-Skunk seeks medicine II… Stuart France

* ‘How you must have stopped and wondered How I must feel Out on the meadows While you roam the fields.’ – Shaman Blues * … So Skunk went on the land but before long he accidentally stood on and … Continue reading

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