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The Carnival.Enter Lucy, and the doors are sealed. 8:53 pm. Minutes drag, and complaints are muttered, quiet shadows depressingly normal. The face in ..
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In memory of those who gave their lives, unknown.
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A short story about sound, letters, and love.
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just other night.
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Sleepy fingers drew perfect circles on silver skin
Paler still by a thumbnail moon.
A single shadow, cast by two
SIlent, like a secret in the dark...
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I was three years old when i dictated this story to my mum, who wrote it down for me. I had completely forgotten about it, until she found it in some ..
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My first short story for a while. Night & Love.
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