Tag: creative writing
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FORCES OF ATTRACTION
Always gazing up at the stars, that was Charlie’s problem, dreaming about particles, planets and the cosmos, absorbed in studying the gravitational pull of black holes and their theoretical evaporation. Larry stamped his feet, shivering in the cold air, watching Charlie adjust the camera pointing up at the clear night sky. ‘Seriously, this is how you…
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EMBERS
Specks of dancing light floated through the dark sky, borne from the dying fire. There was no more firewood in the barren mountain landscape. It would not take long for the cold to achieve its conquest. Phillips had no choice but to move, to stay in the same place was to die. How much more…
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THE GATES OF HELL (via CHARLTON)
‘You’re sure this is the right place?’ Norman looked at the grey concrete structure. ‘It’s just so very, well, ordinary.’ ‘What were you expecting?’ the sprite asked. ‘Perhaps a swirling vortex of doom, or an army of raging demons. At the very least a ferryman with a boat.’ ‘You read too much fiction,’ the sprite…
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ARCH-ENEMY
George bested Timothy in everything. He was better at his sums, better at spelling, hand-writing, reading and tying his shoe-laces. George could run faster than Timothy, was always first-pick at football and had more gears on his bicycle. George always had the best sweets in the playground, the smartest new trainers, the most fashionable t-shirt…
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A NOS MORTS
The bugle sounded, the flag was lowered. Feet shuffled on gravel. The silence was broken by the diesel engine of a barge. They didn’t close the canal anymore. Some her mother had nursed back to full health, some never recovered. One her mother married. Twenty years later she was alongside her mother as men repeated…
Iain Kelly 