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The Grassy Hill
‘See that hill, the one hidden away, out of sight? If you sit and wait, quiet-like, watching till night, You might see something few have seen before, A rare vision ...
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When the Clock Struck...
When the Clock Struck. When the clock struck half-past midnight, The faintest glow of blood-red grew Out from under the street light. It throbbed and pulsed with a sinister life ...
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Fissures of the Earth.
Prologue On opening this book you will most probably be wondering ‘what’s this doing in my bag?’. In truth, you will have rented it or bought it, it doesn’t matter ...
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'Merry Christmas'
Those two words have forever altered their meaning for me. Christmas is a time for family, peace, hope, love; Isn't it? A time of joy and a time of merry ...
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Lycanthropy
3.21pm, 18th of May Hi, my name is…well, you can call me Miranda and I am, as the French would say ‘le loup garou’. Meaning, I’m a werewolf. Now, now, ...
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Lycanthropy, Part Two.
8.27pm, 19th of May Father, mother and Harold are out hunting the local wildlife; I hope that they do not mistake a human for a deer… The first day of ...
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Gone...
The cold kiss of a blade, The sharpened edge descending His life, my love, is ending It’s too late for love my dear. Sorrows stream down my face, Endlessly descending, ...
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Lycanthropy, Part Three and Four
10.27pm or so…after these events at least. A couple hours later there was a knock on the door, they hadn’t returned from their hunt as yet so I was all ...
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I'm my own Granpa
I am my own Granpa Many, many years ago When I was twenty-three I got married to a widow Pretty as could be. This widow had a grow-up daughter With ...
