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BillySoho 1 hour ago

Red Shoes

A short slice of Mod with a supernatural twist

I’ve got my headphones on and the music’s blasting round my mind, courtesy of the wonders of Spotify, as I stand in the shop and look at the clothes. I’m listening to a Small Faces show from 1966 in Belgium, newly discovered they’re saying. It’s the...

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Beesting 5 hours ago

Quicksilver: The Alpha Awakening –

Every hero has a beginning, but for Jedidiah Bridger, his start was dark...

Jed had never seen so much chaos in his life. Then again, he was only fourteen and hadn’t experienced all that much life. But this was still something out there. All over the city, there was rioting. Police everywhere and more notably, people attacking...

redwriter 1 day ago

Finding The Lady

Young man is enchanted when he meets an attractive young lady.

When Harry met Sally, he thought, ‘Somebody up there likes me.’ Totally bewitched at finding her among the bridesmaids at her best friend’s wedding, while he was best man. Laura, his favoured pretty woman, went, but he managed only a brief encounter w...

"Assuaging a mea culpa a fortnight before the gibbons end my last rodeo."The dark art of my analysis is all BS unless London Bridge is falling. E-I-E-I-O." With conversations, with my friend Mad Hatter. It dawned on me that Alice wasn't coming back...

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redwriter 4 days ago

Out Of The Lake

Young farm girl (17) finds involvement with mysterious entity y

October 27th, 1814, and the wind blowing over the clouded northern moors had winter on its breath and darkness in its heart. Rustling over the heather, hissing through the bracken before moaning down the slopes of the natural bowl which couched the sti...

So, this is where you find me, standing on this street corner. It’s one o’clock now and it’s pretty quiet. It’s a Tuesday morning after all. You can hear cars in the distance and the occasional cat meow. Sometimes there are raised voices, a car raci...

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Gone are the paper mâché shadows that hung by my window. Now dust motes in heavy coats of memories. So long time ago in my sleep. Where dreams are made, sewn with bows. And my old stuffed socks with buttons became my best friends. Now the circle has cl...

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Verity 5 days ago

At the Pictures

It's all in the story.

I really do enjoy going to the cinema, don’t you? I really love the giant screen and the sound of music through all those big speakers. I love it when they play loud; I always listen to loud music when I’m home alone. My local picture house is quite ol...

JamesPBear 5 days ago

Looking at Clouds from Both Sides

Girl finds peace among the Clouds

When Girl woke, she stretched and was pleased to find that she didn’t hurt as much as she had earlier. She lay in bed, and smiled at the ceiling, enjoying the feeling of just being lazy. It was a feeling she had not had very often in her life. She w...

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