Category: creative writing
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THE END OF THE REBELLION
He lay still, daring not to breath for as long as he could, pain spilling from his cleaved wound. A ghostly still settled over the moor, the misty rain continued to fall. The quiet was broken by the moans of the injured. Each time a rebel was found, a gunshot echoed over the field. ‘No…
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LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP
‘Harold, are you listening?’ ‘Hmm, oh, sorry. I drifted off there.’ ‘Sandra was just saying that you seem distant sometimes.’ ‘Distant? No, not at all. I wouldn’t say that.’ He pulled himself up straight on the uncomfortable chair and gave Sandra an encouraging smile. It was met with an icy cold stare. He tried to…
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ALL THE FUN OF THE FAIR
Jess watched the children. Smiling, waving , spinning. Shouts of glee filled the air. Behind the music and laughter the metal gears of the amusement ride clanked and creaked. Hearing that mechanical jolt Jess froze, staring into the past and hearing the screams. A flash of twisted metal, upturned carriages, sirens. ‘You okay?’ her mother…
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BLACK GOLD
‘This is it?’ Hank spat. ‘What the hell is this?’ ‘Ain’t no pot of gold, that’s for sure.’ Kurt answered. ‘A goddamn shack in the middle of a goddamn wilderness. I done told you chasing rainbows was an idiot idea.’ ‘You’re right, Hank. I should’ve listened.’ They stood kicking loose dirt. The rain stopped, the…
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THE LAST SNOW LEOPARD
He had been waiting an eternity for a glimpse of the almost mythical creature that lived in the mountains in Asia. Seeing it on film was one thing, the chance to see one alive was something else. And time was running out – this old male was the last one left. A hush of wind…
Iain Kelly 