At the foot of the greatest oak in the forest is a marble slab, over which pure water bubbles. The...
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At the foot of the greatest oak in the forest is a marble slab, over which pure water bubbles. The...
The following poem was partly inspired by Daphne Milne’s Q&A post asking if members of this web-site could suggest...
I wrote the following piece of flash fiction on the day of the deadline. The remit asked...
The following was my submission for the Firewords short story competition. The instructions can be read...
As with Emilie van Damm's entry, there are parts of my story that only make sense if you see the original prompt painting, not the...
Am I sure? The medic asks, I nod, and the syringe is filled. There is no question, really, it's just a disguise. So we may pass in a...
The shine of the silhouette on that piece he is about to wear in 30 minutes looks otherworldly he thought to himself....
Fred was almost asleep when he heard a bang at the front door. He sighed, grabbed his dressing gown and trudged downstairs....
Twelve miles from Mosul, in the north of Iraq, a long, sandy-coloured building clings to a dry, dusty...
PART ONE /CHAPTER ONE
The bus was hot and the windows steamed over,...
“Okay, are we ready, now? She’ll be here any minute.”
“Don’t panic, everything’s organised,”...
This is my first [solo: I take part in 3 of Emilie van Damm's uploads (see https://www....