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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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Fantastique
It had rained so much that I thought the island might disappear. Such a quiet place. Remote, and picturesque. I had heard old friends talk of its beauty. Some even in their last moments, remembering her shores with such longing that it seemed a paradise. I set out to visit, just for a moment, really,…
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Among Friends
The oak had stood for as long as any of us could remember. You could see her in pictures going back hundreds of years, and paintings that went even further. Some in the village even believed that she had been here since time began. She stood in the centre of the valley, all alone, but…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 