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The last light had gone out. Those who had survived the latest assault huddled together in the old church. The sanctified stone that had proved no defence at least gave them some shelter on this, the longest of nights. When the pale winter sun had finally slipped beyond the horizon, they had all made their way there in answer to some invisible summons, drawn by a promise of safety that did not exist. They were on their own.…Continue
Added by Steph Ellis on November 8, 2014 at 12:19 — No Comments
“You don’t want to go in there, mate.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“She’s a monster.”
The postman carried a parcel that needed signing for. He walked quickly up the garden path, dropped the package and returned to my side.
“You didn’t knock,” I…Continue
“Hey, Mikey. What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“I want to be a ghost, Mummy,” he had said.
“Why?” she had laughed.
“’Cos then I can be invisible and make people jump. Boo!”
He had told his playfellows at school the same thing and they too…Continue
With shears glinting, he went to mow
He went to mow a meadow
In a field of russet, blonde and red
He went to mow a meadow
Of tresses fine and tangle-weaved
He threshed the walking meadow
Cut and reaped the fallen strands…Continue
Added by Steph Ellis on June 9, 2014 at 19:34 — No Comments
Jay had grown up used to adoring looks and doting smiles. Big blue eyes, a halo of blonde curls and the cutest little dimple, they all said he was sure to be a real heartbreaker. Sometimes you find your career path mapped out for you from a very young age; some things are meant to be and Jay just went with it.\uap>His looks got him everything he ever wanted; nobody… Continue
Added by Steph Ellis on December 31, 2013 at 19:43 — No Comments
My offering for the festive season\uap> \uap>The Christmas tree waited patiently at the bottom of the garden. It was nearly time. From behind, the others rustled their bare branches in expectation. They were old and nobody came for them any more. It did not matter, Christmas was a time for sharing and they would still enjoy the… Continue
Added by Steph Ellis on December 21, 2013 at 10:00 — No Comments
The empty box just sat there, waiting to be filled. He had tried giving it his fossil collection, his stamps, even his precious photos but none of them belonged there and he had taken them out again. Over the years he would catch sight of that box, still sitting there in the corner of the attic amongst the other boxes all filled with who-knew-what junk from years past. He had never been able to throw it out and for some reason neither had his…Continue
Just done my first 3005 words today, not much of a plan but the story seems to have started telling itself. Not sure if I can keep up the pace as next week I'm back to school with all that that entails (working late, bringing stuff home and I'm only a humble TA!).
Nothing broke the silence. No rustling sweet wrappers, no irritating ring tones. The small audience sat entranced, thrilled by the horrors that unfolded safely in front of them, hypnotised by the shadow actors that performed on the sitting room wall. There were the gallows and the hanging man, the stake and the burning witch. A silent cast that died a thousand deaths. Too…Continue