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Bloody Bones – Part Two
13th November 1828 My sweet one, The morning finally came, and I rejoiced, for I was free of the terrors that taunt me through the night. Even as I awoke, surrounded by the real world, I could barely shake the shadows from my mind, and I carried out my duties and routine in utmost silence,…
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Bloody Bones – Part One
12th November 1828 My dearest love, I long for the land, so I may see you again, and be free of my torment. I write, and I write, yet, as long as I am a slave to the sea, these thoughts may as well remain in my head. In fifteen days, my life begins again,…
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Silver and Sapphires
He takes such good care of me, but Lord help me, all I am is plain awful. Every night, I cry my eyes out, soakin’ his shoulder with my sobs and screams. The two of us just drown together, and then, somehow, we rise again. His big ol’ arms wrap around me, and his eyes—cool,…
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Mrs Biscuit
Mrs Biscuit’s house was once the loveliest in the neighbourhood. I don’t remember that myself, because I’m far too young, but that was always what my Dad said. At Christmas, he’d talk about how the house would glow with warmth, the windows lined with garlands of holly and twinkling fairy lights. Dad used to say…
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Skin
Bobby was too nice for his own good. I tried to warn him, to steer him clear of the danger, but it was already too late. He was a nice boy. Not a boy, not really. A grown man with a wife and dreams of a peaceful life. He moved here to escape the noise,…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 