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Bent-Red-Sun-Day… Stuart France

*  … “Oh, that’s good!” “Even though I don’t have a clue to what you’re referring.” “Ah, well I expect that particular quotation may have more to do with spring than autumn anyway.” “Or it may simply have something to … Continue reading

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Bridge by Hayley R. Hardman #writephoto

The troll had lived under the bridge for a long time, however he had finally decided it was time to move. The river was too polluted and the smell was making him sick. Every morning, the troll would sit at … Continue reading

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Bent-Black-Sun-Day… Stuart France

* “There is one thing that still troubles me,” said Wen who really seemed to have the ‘Rapunzel’ thing stuck in her craw. “Yaas,” said Don, in his most irritating drawl. “Shouldn’t the seasons be sisters?” “On what grounds?” “Well, … Continue reading

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Keys to the House of Don III… Stuart France

* ‘…Such a situation invites the approach of treating the various versions  as at least theoretically, the garbled remnants of an episodic whole. While such a method can never lead us to the definitive story but merely and at every … Continue reading

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 Bridge by pensitivity #writephoto

The colour reminded her of raspberry blancmange, but there pleasant similarity ended. These murky waters were strewn with rubbish, rotting food, even an old mattress. The River Dummer bore a revised sign, an ‘m’ having been replaced with PST by … Continue reading

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Bridge by Henrietta Watson #writephoto

The Bridge Monster John is driving across the bridge.There is a big monster that comes across the bridge. John tries to drive away but the monster grabs him. The monster has taken over the bridge. If anyone crosses the bridge … Continue reading

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Keys to the House of Don II … Stuart France

* …’Wen is still worried about the insanity of it all… but fairy stories only appear insane to us now because we have become so separated from truth… As children we accepted their subconscious logic intuitively. It both satisfied our … Continue reading

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Keys to the House of Don… Stuart France

* …”I do have my reputation as an I.M.O.M to consider.” “An I.M.O.M?” “An International Man of Mystery. And there, if you only knew it, is the first key.” “Which is?” Don reaches ‘blind’ behind his head and extracts from … Continue reading

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Tryst by Stuart France #writephoto…

* He had not intended to come here. Without thinking his tired steps had led… to the shelter, half-portico, half-shed, and to brighter, lighter days… * Continue reading: Tryst #writephoto…

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Reynard’s Return… Stuart France

* “Is that it?” says Wen, somewhat nonplussed. “More or less.” “Well, there should be more, surely?” “Oh, but there is more, much more, but we are here only concerned with giving a skeletal outline of what was once the … Continue reading

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