Tag: creative writing
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THE SPINNING CIRCLE OF DEATH

He stared at it. It stared back at him. It seemed harmless, a spinning circle. Yet within it he sensed malevolence, an ominous presence, a threat. Was it sneering at him? Laughing at his bad fortune? How long would the stand-off last? He’d been through the anger and rage, his crushed coffee cup was evidence…
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REALITY TV

The television crew followed them through the narrow hallway and into the small lounge. ‘Welcome to my humble abode,’ Maggie opened her arms with a winning smile. The camera caught the look of disgust on Lady Carrington’s face as she surveyed the room. Ashtrays filled with cigarette stubs, used tissues and dirty plates littered every…


