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Unlocked
Every now and again, the door begins to open. I pray, and I beg. I weep until there is nothing left, hoping and wishing that it will close, and falling to the floor in exhausted relief when it does, but that never lasts for long. The door begins to open again. I can see the…
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I’ll Never Tell
Personal Log – Detective Rachel Morgan – 21st February 2068 This was supposed to be a new start, but it’s all screwed up already. I don’t even know where to begin, but getting it down here might clear my head a little so I can think clearly. I took this posting for the kids. London…
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The Mother Wound
Nightfall brings it all back. The clock gives a cold stare and the stars hide behind clouds as darkness falls, and it begins, as it always has, and always will. They can hear her, and they know what she has become. The Earth has run, and I am alone, in the abyss. I had hoped…
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Warfare
You’ve walked past this house a hundred times I’m sure, never quite aware of what was inside, but always a little wary. Did your hands shake a little in your pockets? Did the back of your neck begin to tingle? Did you swallow the urge to stop at the window before, and peer inside? Yes.…
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One More Step
One foot in front of the other. One step after another. One foot in front of the other. One step after another. One foot in front of the other. One step after another. If I stop, rain will puddle and my shoes just aren’t in the mood, and so I walk. One foot in front…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 