She didn't look at him.
She didn't look at him she couldn't tell him. She couldn't even tell her family. What would they say? What would they...
She didn't look at him; she looked past him, half closing her eyes as if basking in the sunlight. She was really tryi...
She didn't look at him. She couldn't look at him. What would he think? she wondered as she sipped her wine and kept h...
Highrises.
I never realized just how high the flats in this area stood. Concrete giants standing over this urban world which I a...
It rose. She held his hand and it felt like grass. It was grass between her fingers; but for all she cared at that mo...
The message was received. "Prayers are needed for a friend. he has cancer." Horrible! Terrible news! Certainly not t...
The plumber did not arrive on time. Later I found out he'd been fishing in Plantation Lake, that place near Kingswood...
I sit high in the tree above the water. Watching. Bapa sits in his little green boat rocking gently in the water. The...
swallowed by the water flowers at last the canoe breathed across the swamp I found the roots of an ancient oak felled...
Hi, My name is Bob and i like small cars. People tell me it's a tractor but i know that its just a small car and you ...
I looked back thinking about all of the things in that village. i didn't like the thoughts of that, but i have moved ...
There not much to say about this motorcycle that my grandfather gave me other than it's seen better days. The rust on...
It was night time, in a fancy restaurant. We just sat down. Liana runs off and I follow. There was nothing else to do...
Where am I going? thought Harold Sunday as he sped through yet another red light. The intersection blurred behind hi...
The white sedan zipped down the city streets, passing cars frantically, horn honking. Inside, Mark Strickland sat beh...
Peasants.
Peasants. They wouldn't understand. Or perhaps couldn't. Yes. I like that. Their brains too small to grasp the magnit...
"Peasants," I said as I walked by a group huddled together speaking in their annoying voices and telling stupid stori...
Peasants. We all are peasants. I am a peasant, endlessly tilling the vast land of my master. I have a perpetual inc...
I hid behind the low, green trees. Gunshots scream as the team squatted behind the sandstone houses. 'RUN!' The chief...
When I see these flowers, and this man standing here (that's me, by the way), and I see all the men with guns walking...
When I see these flowers, and this man standing here (that's me, by the way), and I see all the men with guns walking...
My singing was awful. Didn't matter as the audience were drunk, I could see Lorna sticking her tongue down John's thr...
The lights dimmed. Mary-Rose, in her black-and-white jail-striped dress entered the stage from the left. My left, not...
She sang. Her beautiful voice rang out through the dense smoke in the room, pushing out into the ears, minds and hear...
She could tell I was faking it.
Savouring words was a joy to him. Illiterate for many years; he learnt to read and write late in life. His appreciati...
She could tell I was faking it. My smile felt wrong, though no one else knew. She knew. A glance at the priest standi...
She could tell I was faking it. They all could. They'd have to have known I wasn't "fine". I mean, come on. It's not ...
They gathered in the woods.
They gathered in the woods. There were seven of them, rangers all. Alifer the Bold arrived first, his great yew bow a...
They gathered in the woods. On Summerisle. The pagan community anticipating a good harvest. Burning the trapped victi...
And so another group assembled. The moon shone like the eye of a great forgotten deity, peering down on the hooded fi...